As time passed, most of the day slipped by in the blink of an eye, and nearly all the Nine Great Clans had entered the Little Realm Pearl.
At that moment, only the Carp King and a little over a thousand others remained at Wang Baishun's side, guarding him.
His icy gaze was fixed on the many clans in the distance that were still hesitating.
Without warning, Wang Baishun suddenly shifted his stance, as though he were about to forcibly withdraw the Little Realm Pearl.
This unexpected move instantly drained the color from the faces of those wavering clans.
"Young Master Wang, please wait a moment! We are willing to accept the conditions you proposed!"
Seeing this, the Turtle Chancellor and the other clan leaders hurriedly shouted.
Yet Wang Baishun's hands did not pause in the slightest. Under his control, the Little Realm Pearl
kept narrowing its passage, as though he had paid no heed whatsoever to their pleas.
"The conditions have changed again."
Wang Baishun spoke expressionlessly, but his voice rang in everyone's ears like a great bronze bell.
"I want ninety percent of your entire clans' resources. Otherwise, there is nothing to discuss!"
His words struck like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky. The Turtle Chancellor and the other clan leaders froze where they stood as though struck by lightning, disbelief written across their faces.
"Young Master Wang, this... how can this be acceptable?"
The Turtle Chancellor spoke in a trembling voice.
"How can you simply change the conditions you already agreed to?"
"Young Master Wang, could you perhaps relax the conditions a little?"
Another clan leader hurriedly chimed in.
"These conditions are far too harsh!"
Yet another clan leader could not help complaining.
"This is what we have accumulated over countless ages!"
"We truly cannot