"It seemed there were only these two drops."
A young man at the middle stage of Star Treasury spoke, his gaze fixed ahead. "Want them?"
"Of course." Jiang Changkong answered without hesitation.
The young man said calmly, "For Nan Tianwang's sake, we'll compete fairly. I won't bully you either. If you can defeat him and me, you can take them."
Jiang Changkong looked at the two middle-aged men in surprise. "You agree?"
"The young master's wishes are our wishes."
Though the two middle-aged men spoke, they kept watching each other, their gazes wary.
Jiang Changkong understood. These two late-stage Star Treasury cultivators had to keep each other in check, leaving them no chance to deal with him.
In their eyes, Jiang Changkong was nothing much. Among the younger generation who had come here, the strongest were only at the middle stage of Star Treasury.
Two against one—could they possibly fail to handle him?
"That tactic will work, but we should eliminate him first. Then you and I can fight over them."
The other young man spoke.
"Fine." The first young man nodded and looked at Jiang Changkong. "You may leave now. We won't make things difficult for you."
"You two are quite straightforward."
Jiang Changkong chuckled. "State your names. I won't make things difficult for you later, either."
"Ha! Li Changtian. Forgive my offense."
With a sharp shout, streaks of golden light burst from the first young man's body, and a golden sword radiance slashed down.
"Ji Chengming. Forgive my offense."
Scarlet flames rose around the other man, and a crimson sword radiance tore through the air.
"Jiang Changkong. I return the courtesy."
Jiang Changkong took a step forward. Terrifying Star Power surged. Before his saber even left its sheath, two saber radiances shot through the air.
The two middle-aged