Looting

Fang Ling seemed not to notice, her eyes fixed tightly on Lu Ren.

"What will it take for you to let us go?"

A faint smile appeared on Lu Ren's face, but his eyes were steeped in icy coldness, making everyone's hearts turn chilled. This guy was definitely both obsessive and deranged!

"Simple. Hand over seventy percent of the resources you've accumulated over the years on Hanging Mountain, and I won't try to kill you anymore. As long as you don't come looking to get yourselves killed, we can treat each other as strangers.

How about it? Just seventy percent of your savings in exchange for your lives. That's a good deal, isn't it?"

Hearing Lu Ren's unquestionable tone, everyone understood that this was his bottom line. There was no room for bargaining.

The group fell silent, naturally weighing the gains and losses in their hearts. Their Lifespans were still fairly abundant. The oldest among them, Luo Xuzi, had been cleaved to death by two blows of Lu Ren's axe. Most of those remaining still had ample Lifespans and enough time to build up their resources again.

With the mine Lu Ren had previously left behind in the Sunken Sea Zone, digging for Spirit Crystals had become much easier. So long as they could leave the City of Phantoms, they could start over.

Besides, he was only demanding seventy percent. The remaining thirty percent would still let them live well, rapidly rebuild their personal reserves, and keep them from worrying about being trapped in the City of Phantoms with their resources depleted for quite some time.

With that in mind, one of them readily agreed and followed Lu Ren into the inner room to sort through his belongings. Before entering, Lu Ren turned his head and said flatly, "Fellow Daoists,