"Are you certain now?" Feng Feitian asked coldly. Luo Qian felt a little guilty, but there was no chance he would apologize to this she-devil who had wanted to take his life only moments ago. Because of her, he had wasted a precious wisp of Source Power for nothing.
"You old hag, let me out, or don't blame me for what happens!" Luo Qian said. "You're in here," Feng Feitian said with a cold laugh. "Don't even think of getting out!" But the laugh pulled at her injuries, making her face twitch with pain. Her expression turned hideous, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. "Luo Qian, I'm an old woman already. Every master of the Flying Heaven Gate has pursued the Heavenly Dao and advanced at tremendous speed, but not one has lived past five hundred immortal years. I don't have much time left. Fei'er has inherited my mantle, so I have no regrets. What would be so terrible about dying here with you? Hahaha..."
"A lunatic. She's definitely a lunatic!" Luo Qian muttered. He had Bamboo River Mountain and his best years ahead of him. Other people had piles of Immortal Jade; taking their jade and enjoying himself was a delightful way to live.
"What will it take for you to let me out?" Luo Qian decided to negotiate with Feng Feitian. As far as he was concerned, there was no deal that could not be discussed. A fixed price was as much a lie as Zhuangzi's line about pursuing the boundless with the bounded. Life would not lose its flavor just because one had reached a chosen goal. A firm price was merely a pose struck to gain the upper hand in bargaining.
But Feng Feitian refused to play along. "Don't bother asking. I will not