"Come on, sign up with me." Yin Quanyin hauled Luo Qian to his feet. "With the two of us coming at him from both sides, that bastard will be crippled even if he survives!" Everyone smiled. This was a race, not a martial-arts tournament, yet he had declared his intent with such solemn conviction. Du Lengning appeared from nowhere, saw what was troubling Luo Qian, and patted his shoulder. "Heh, Old Luo, go. Of course you should go. Where else can you buy a Divine Artifact for a million High-Grade Immortal Jade?" Luo Qian's mind suddenly cleared. Exactly. I don't owe them anything. Why should I hand over a fine Divine Artifact?
"Come on, let's go together!" Luo Qian waved a hand. "Together," Yin Quanyin said happily. His carriage was parked outside. Compared with Luo Qian's unassuming contraption, Yin Quanyin clearly understood the essence of fashion. David Beckham had not even known George Saint back then, but after Posh Spice packaged and groomed him, he had become a glittering fashion trailblazer. How much more could Yin Quanyin do, as one of the Immortal Realm's three most handsome men?
Yin Quanyin embodied the art of keeping his flamboyance under wraps! His carriage was swathed in luxurious Wind Civet fur, a drab gray that drew no attention. Only a discerning eye would recognize that covering an entire carriage in the pelt of this Wind Element Immortal Beast cost an astronomical amount of High-Grade Immortal Jade. Fine Jin-colored lines traced floral vines across the fur, lending the carriage, plain at first glance, a sudden dash of fashion. The body looked ordinary, but it was built from precious hollow metal engraved with formations no one would notice without looking closely. Open the door, and fire fox fur covered the interior—wind outside, fire within, all