The appearance of Origin Qi left Gu Yuan completely shaken.
Though Zhao Li's reply was not an answer, after hearing it, the turmoil Gu Yuan had barely suppressed began brewing into a new storm. This young man had truly used only a few short decades not merely to catch up to him, but to surpass him by an unknown distance!
At that moment, Gu Yuan seemed like an ordinary mortal. Only after taking several deep breaths in succession did his expression turn solemn as he asked seriously, "Brother Zhao Li, is that the energy missing from the Dou Qi Continent? What must I do for you to give me a share?"
Although he had chosen to lie low for nearly a thousand years, that was only because he knew that no matter how Hun Tiandi struggled, he would never leave him behind. Now that he had seen hope of Becoming Emperor, naturally, he could not remain unmoved.
Yet as the head of a clan, he would not naively believe Zhao Li to be some selfless saint who would freely offer such an invaluable treasure. Before the hope of breaking through to Dou Di, he did not beat around the bush and directly asked for the conditions.
Zhao Li liked dealing with people who knew their limits. Rather than answer, he asked, "What does Brother Gu Yuan think of my Great Li?"
Several decades ago, Zhao Li had burst onto the scene. In the battle at Starfall Pavilion, he had crippled Soul Hall outright. Moreover, that had happened around the time when Yao Chen, the Continent's Number One Alchemist, had disappeared. He had become famous in a single battle, and before long, people had uncovered his origins as well. Great Li had truly entered the continent's field of vision.
Gu Yuan