"Senior, our Yun Ge Sect accepted the fourth round of the duel.
As you said, if we lost the wager, the Yun Ge Sect Gate would retreat a hundred li, and we would surrender seven resource sites within the sect.
At the same time, I would offer up the Yun Ge Sect's supreme treasure, 'Dunjia,' with both hands.
But if the Yun Ge Sect was fortunate enough to win, then for three hundred years, Heavenly Capital must not target us in any way..."
Staring intently at Lady Tianyun ahead, Zhu Hanwei hurriedly continued.
Before he could finish, Lady Tianyun waved her hand listlessly.
"Rest assured, your Yun Ge Sect has no chance of getting lucky.
One of you could have lived, yet you insist on sending another to die!
Since you do not mind, I do not mind waiting a little longer."
As she spoke, Lady Tianyun secretly grumbled to herself. Those fellows from the Immortal Cultivation Holy Lands were truly useless.
They had clearly already captured so many Yun Ge Sect disciples, yet they still had to make some ridiculous wager with them.
If it were me, I would kill half of them first and see whether they would submit.
Forget it. He was still a member of Heavenly Capital after all. Since that fellow had sworn a Great Dao Oath, she could not simply ignore it.
At worst, she would waste a little more time. For the legendary supreme treasure within the Yun Ge Sect, it was worth it.
A glint flickered quietly through Lady Tianyun's eyes, though she still wore her languid expression.
With a sway of her hand, a man slowly emerged from the flying vessel's cabin. He wore a crimson robe, possessed a handsome, striking face, and bore an eerie symbol painted in cinnabar between