"Go." The boy's indifferent voice drifted from the island.
Ji Long was taken aback.
Why was Fellow Daoist Hua Xin's tone so calm? Could there be some problem?
It was naturally perceptive. After silently offering a bow, it departed, not daring to babble any further.
Yet on the way back, it still could not make head or tail of it, unable to understand what it had done wrong.
And a hundred years later.
It finally found out.
Heaven Territory.
Ji Long went to the Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory, where the Vast Clan was "collecting debts."
Though it had grown somewhat smug in recent years, its tone remained polite. "Fellow Daoist Kuang Xi, this matter is of utmost urgency. I wonder how many Immortal Veins your clan has gathered in Heaven Territory over the years. With an Immortal Venerable protecting you from above, I imagine your mining operations have proceeded smoothly all the way."
Its words were somewhat tactful.
In truth, it simply wanted the Mine Clan to hand over more goods so it could return and claim credit.
"Dharma King, what Immortal Veins?" Kuang Xi's eyes suddenly narrowed. "Our clan merely agreed to take on the work and was willing to mine. When did we ever say we would hand anything over to you, Fellow Daoist? Could it be that this vast Heaven Territory has already become that Immortal Venerable's Daoist arena?"
"Fellow Daoist... what do you mean?" Ji Long's heart shook, and its expression cooled slightly.
"This vein was opened by our clan, so naturally it belongs to our clan." Kuang Xi spoke leisurely. "As for everything else, there is no need for Fellow Daoist to concern yourself with it."
"You won't give it?!"
"Give what... Does our clan owe you anything?"
"Impudence!"
Rumble...!
The atmosphere instantly froze