"Starting a massacre for no reason was entirely my fault, and I am willing to repent in good faith!"
"But no matter what, those people are already dead. Killing me will not benefit you in the slightest."
"This old man has roamed the Cultivation World for many years and accumulated quite a bit of wealth."
"Why not make a deal? Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, cultivation resources—so long as you name them, this old man can find a way to procure them."
"And all you need to do is spare my life! I have only my Nascent Soul left now. With your strength and astonishing talent, there is no need for you to worry that I might pose a threat to you in the future."
Feeling the hot breath issuing from Cloud Dragon's nostrils, Daoist Lu Feng's Nascent Soul grew ever more panicked.
He repeatedly spoke up, expressing remorse. As he looked at Su Shi'er, his eyes were filled with sincerity.
Clearly, it was unrealistic to hope for the companions behind him to save him.
In order to survive, he decisively chose to bow his head.
"Heh, those truly are tempting terms!"
Su Shi'er chuckled twice, and even the killing intent in his eyes seemed to fade somewhat.
At this sight, Daoist Lu Feng's Nascent Soul was instantly overjoyed.
As long as he could preserve his Nascent Soul, he would have a way to set foot upon the Immortal Path once more.
By then, with the resources he had accumulated over many years, as well as his connections in the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land—
So long as he offered sufficient rewards, he would surely be able to find reliable helpers to avenge the deep hatred of having his physical body destroyed today and suffering such humiliation!
Yet just as he