Bandit?

Would Li Changqing feel guilty about robbing the Misty Cloud Sect?

Li Changqing's answer was: Don't make me laugh. Please don't think too highly of me. Just treat me as a bandit.

At that moment, outside the Amethyst Winged Lion King's cave, a woman in a plain dress that hugged her curvaceous figure stood facing the Lion King, a longsword glowing with blue-green light in her hand.

Curvaceous did not mean the woman was fat. Quite the opposite: her figure was exquisite, prominent where it should be and slender where it should be.

The woman was Yun Yun. She had come to obtain a Purple Spirit Crystal for her disciple, Nalan Yanran, by trading with the Amethyst Winged Lion King.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan and Yao Chen had been drawn by the terrifying auras of the two and were flying toward the confrontation.

High in the sky, Yun Yun stood calmly.

The Amethyst Winged Lion King roared, "Human woman, you dare disturb my rest? Give me a reason today, or I'll kill you!"

Keeping her eyes on the Amethyst Winged Lion King, Yun Yun said evenly, "I'd like to borrow a Purple Spirit Crystal from you, Lion King."

Afraid the Amethyst Winged Lion King would refuse, Yun Yun added, "Of course, I can offer something of equal value in exchange. Three Fifth-Tier Magic Cores, plus a High Xuan Tier cultivation method and Dou Technique that magical beasts can practice. What do you think, Lion King?"

Yun Yun's tone was lofty, as though the Amethyst Winged Lion King were the one asking her for a favor.

"Not enough. Those things barely count as an apology for disturbing my rest. You want a Purple Spirit Crystal? Fine. Bring me a Transformation Pill, and you can have all of it."

The Amethyst Winged Lion