Are You Serious?

A Minister of Personnel and a Minister of War.

Yang Ling thought of the Great Dream Dynasty's resources and nodded.

Not only were both of them Earthly Immortals, they also held extraordinary positions.

"That Earthly Immortal from the Great Nether Temple has tempered his flesh and blood to this extent."

"He's about the same size as me after I put on the Sky Wolf Divine Weapon Armor and use Giantification."

Seeing Yang Ling glance at him repeatedly, the four-meter-tall monk smiled.

"Benefactor, are you interested in my cultivation method?"

"I am. I plan to sell some corpses to the seniors. Which sect's corpses interest you?

"Whether you buy them for the Bone-Burning Inheritance or to save someone's life is none of my concern."

After a pause, he added, "Those Abyssal Martial Artists aren't bad either. You should be able to burn quite a few martial arts manuals out of them.

"And there's Min Luo of the Nine Immortal Talisman Sect. He practices First-Rate Internal Skills and Martial Techniques. Buy him, and you can burn out the sect's martial arts manuals."

The old Taoist cleared his throat. "I'm still here, and you're already trying to sell Min Luo? You're showing me no respect at all."

"At this point, what's respect worth?"

Yang Ling smiled.

"If you want to buy those Grandmasters, you'll have to offer enough!"

The four-meter-tall monk nodded thoughtfully.

"Everyone, the boy has a point. Let's do as he says. None of the Great Nether Temple's Fourth Grade experts died in there, so we won't take part."

Shi Haixuan was filled with mixed feelings. He had never expected his moment of mercy to spare the Great Nether Temple from this predicament.

If today ended with the major powers having to ransom their Grandmasters from Yang Ling,

they would become