The Master Was Too Cautious!

Seeing the other party's attitude, Zhao De did not take offense. Instead, he beckoned Yang Ling forward.

"Disciple, let me introduce you. This is your Uncle Qiguan Shande."

"The Qiguan Clan can be considered an aristocratic powerhouse in the Abyssal Lands."

"Even that damned Great Dream Dynasty—before they existed, the Qiguan Clan was already renowned far and wide."

Yang Ling was somewhat shaken. This gave him a deeper understanding of the Abyssal Beast Grotto.

This place was likely not merely a land infested with exotic beasts!

The Qiguan Clan had actually existed longer than the Great Dream Dynasty?

"Junior greets Uncle Shande."

Yang Ling cupped his hands in salute.

Qiguan Shande gave a weak smile.

"No need for formalities. Your master is praising our Qiguan Clan too highly.

In the Abyssal Lands, how could the Qiguan Clan count as any great aristocratic family?"

"Old friend, that's not right. Who doesn't know that even the ruler here has to show your Qiguan Clan some respect?"

Zhao De said seriously, "I won't beat around the bush. Let's get straight to the point.

I came today to borrow some Fire-Seed Kindling."

Qiguan Shande froze briefly, then hurriedly waved his hand.

"Fire-Seed Kindling? How could I have such things? Even if I did, I would either consume them myself or save them for the disciples under me."

The young Martial Artists nearby exchanged glances, looking at Yang Ling with unfriendly expressions.

They did not dare show Zhao De any disrespect, but this fellow, who looked about their age, had actually come to compete for the resources they needed for cultivation. It was truly hateful!

Zhao De glanced at the young people present.

"Ninth Grade, Eighth Grade, Seventh Grade, Sixth Grade, Fifth Grade... Hmm, not one has condensed a Martial Dao Fire Seed.

These youngsters