"Forget it. Your Sacred Sense is too strong, and you counter our Spirit Race far too thoroughly. Please show mercy."
Several Ancestral Corpses of the Spirit Race tossed out treasures, paying their protection fees in full.
It cost even more than ransoming the Spirit Race's Sages earlier.
Some Ancestral Corpses who cared about their descendants had no choice but to hand over protection fees, brimming with grievance and helplessness.
Fang Yun was very pleased and kept nodding.
"No wonder your clans have so many descendants. This world belongs only to clans with a far-reaching vision. Those who see no farther than a mouse will surely be swept into history's rubbish heap. I may be just a little greedy, but my word is guaranteed. Rest assured, everyone. I will do my best to protect your clans and keep your bloodlines from dying out."
The Ancestral Corpses whose clans had been exterminated looked livid.
Some Ancestral Corpses, including those of the Mountain Fish Race and Stone Race, sighed helplessly and paid their protection fees as well.
One Ancestral Corpse suddenly shouted, "I have descendants from a collateral branch scattered outside the Kunlun Ancient Realm. Could you bring them into the Kunlun Ancient Realm so they can rejoin the Kunlun Clans?"
When the other clans' Ancestral Corpses heard this, they cursed furiously in their hearts. The war against the ten clans had not even begun, and already there was a traitor? Instead of seeking help from other clans, this one had gone straight to Fang Yun, an outsider. It was practically pointing at the Kunlun Clans and declaring that not a single one could be trusted.
"I can!" Fang Yun said.
"Thank you, Ancestor Fang!"
A storage treasure and a sphere of Sacred Sense light flew toward Fang Yun, carrying nothing less than