"Extreme Yin, Lan Chen, you both personally promised not to pursue this matter any further. As sect leaders and two of the strongest cultivators in this world, do you intend to go back on your word?" Mi He demanded.
Before Song Wen or Lan Chen could answer, Mo Yexue spoke first.
"They agreed, but I never did. Mi He, unless your Beast Taming Sect pays a price, I will not let this rest."
Mi He cupped her hands and bowed halfway.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, the fault lies with our Beast Taming Sect. But the dead are gone and cannot be brought back. We can compensate you with spirit stones or cede properties under our sect's control. I only ask that you show generosity and stop pursuing this matter."
Mo Yexue folded both arms across the chest and regarded Mi He with a bright smile.
"It is not impossible to win my forgiveness. However, I have one condition."
At this point, Mo Yexue deliberately paused to keep her in suspense.
Seeing this, Mi He could not help looking up at Mo Yexue, waiting expectantly for what would come next.
Then Mo Yexue continued, "As long as your Beast Taming Sect gives up its sect grounds, I will pursue this matter no further."
Mi He's expression stiffened. Resentment then flared in her eyes, and she spoke through gritted teeth.
"So you have your eyes on the Beast Taming Sect's blessed land! Stop dreaming. I will never hand our sect grounds over to you."
Mo Yexue remained unperturbed and spoke slowly.
"It does not matter if you refuse. Once we slaughter your entire Beast Taming Sect, this place will be ours anyway."
Mi He glared furiously. "Among the tens of thousands of disciples in our Beast Taming Sect, not one clings to life