Yang Chen could not deny, after hearing Dao Ancestor Jueyi's words, that Dao Ancestor Jueyi was a reasonable man.
As an elder, he indeed had no intention of taking advantage of Yang Chen. Unfortunately, the God-Slaying Spear swallowing someone else's Ancient Essence Cold Iron was truly difficult to handle.
Now, hearing what Dao Ancestor Jueyi said, Yang Chen could only reply, "It is indeed fair and reasonable."
"However, this Seven-Colored Glazed Ore was originally what you owed Tianqu Mountain. One piece is to compensate for my lost twenty-million-year Ancient Essence Cold Iron. I need not explain the disparity in value; Daoist Friend Yang Chen should understand it as well. I shall make it plain: two pieces of Seven-Colored Glazed Ore in exchange, and I will return the God-Slaying Spear to you. Yang Chen, my demand is not making things difficult for you, is it?" Dao Ancestor Jueyi said.
Hearing this, Yang Chen could neither laugh nor cry. "Senior's condition is not difficult for this junior, it is just..."
"Just what?" Dao Ancestor Jueyi frowned, a trace of displeasure appearing on his face.
Yang Chen shook his head helplessly. "This junior truly did not know about the God-Slaying Spear at first. Therefore, I have already distributed the Seven-Colored Glazed Ore!"
How could he have anticipated this? He had thought it would be difficult for him to have any dealings with Tianqu Mountain again in the future. Tianqu Mountain had not asked him for the Seven-Colored Glazed Ore that day either, so he had assumed the matter was over.
Yet now that this incident had arisen, he found himself caught between a rock and a hard place.
He had already promised the Seven-Colored Glazed Ore to the experts of the Shenye Sect. How could he give it away now? Would that not