The Holy Lord of Lingxiao Holy Land was left dumbstruck by the blunt retort.
The fact that they had once rejected Lin Fan, in particular, had turned the Lingxiao Holy Land into a laughingstock.
"Holy Lord Bai, aren't we... aren't we just discussing this with you? Look, your Xuantian Holy Land already has Lin Fan, a Child of Fortune. Why not let us have this young man? Of course, we aren't asking you to hand him over for nothing."
Although the retort had left him dumbstruck, the Holy Lord of Lingxiao Holy Land gritted his teeth and continued,
"Holy Lord Bai, we can negotiate the terms. As long as you don't demand the very foundation of my Lingxiao Holy Land, everything is open for discussion!"
The Holy Lords of the other holy lands were all stunned by his offer.
"Has this old fellow gone mad? He'll agree to any terms just for a Child of Fortune?"
"Even a Child of Fortune who triggers a Heaven-and-Earth Phenomenon has a price. I was planning to negotiate with the Xuantian Holy Land myself, but what the hell is there to negotiate now?"
None of them could make an offer like the Holy Lord of Lingxiao Holy Land's.
Although they understood the importance of a Child of Fortune, they were nowhere near willing to offer any terms whatsoever just to obtain one.
Everyone had assumed that such an offer would surely tempt the Holy Lord of the Xuantian Holy Land.
Yet, to their surprise, he rejected it outright.
"You old bastard, what kind of man do you take me for? How could a disciple of my Xuantian Holy Land be measured in money?"
The Holy Lord of the Xuantian Holy Land declared with righteous conviction, "I advise you to abandon that idea right now!"