"That's right! In exchange for your Fire Dragon Sword!" Yan Longzi answered in a firm, deep voice. He did not look as though he were joking...
"Of course!" Li Xiaoya replied with a delighted expression, sending a flash of wild joy through Yan Longzi's eyes. But then Li Xiaoya changed tack, looking deeply regretful as he said helplessly, "Yes, what a pity! If you'd come a little earlier, I definitely would've traded with you. Unfortunately, the Fire Dragon Sword really isn't with me..."
"Hmph!" If he believed Li Xiaoya, he would not have been Yan Longzi. Back in the Human Realm, Yan Longzi-Old Dragon Head-had run circles around Li Xiaoya and all the realm's great sects. When it came to cunning, Li Xiaoya was no match for him. Yan Longzi snorted, then suddenly pointed a dragon claw into the distance. "Of course! You'll also have to put your life and those of your Human Race friends into the bargain!" A vicious gleam filled his eyes as he continued in a low voice, "Now, will you trade or not?"
Hearing Yan Longzi's threat, Li Xiaoya groaned inwardly. After their heaven-shaking battle, a clash like two fiery stars colliding, the Skyvault Skiff that had originally been behind Li Xiaoya had been blasted away by the earth-shattering explosions of their exchange. The entire sky had nearly burst apart, and the Skyvault Skiff had been hurled several hundred miles away...
But!
Clearly, Yan Longzi had not overlooked the Skyvault Skiff. Rings of red-light runes now enveloped the entire vessel. Though it kept releasing earth-shattering surges of magic power, it remained trapped, struggling to break free...
"Tch! Damn it!" Li Xiaoya cursed inwardly at the sight. But he had also figured it out. The Fire Dragon Sword was astonishingly lethal to Dragon Cultivators, directly devouring