"Want to go join the excitement?" Wen Shan asked the Heavenly Strategy Academy students present.
At his words, some of them genuinely looked tempted. Forty-year-old starlight grass would have some effect even on a Spirit Bone Prodigy, let alone them. "We're only at third heavenly origin. Let's not go looking for death. There are so many fourth heavenly origin cultivators, and even fifth heavenly origin cultivators might join in. Our chances of picking up a bargain are practically nonexistent." Zuo Mu shook his head.
The forty-year-old starlight grass tempted him too, but he knew his cultivation did not yet qualify him for a seat at that table.
"Hand over the starlight grass, and you can leave. Otherwise, we'll attack together and pound you into meat paste," the man surnamed Wan said harshly.
Although he had a companion, they were only at fourth heavenly origin. There were Fifth Heavenly Origin powerhouses on Moon Peak. If they drew those powerhouses out, there would be nothing left for them.
They had to get their hands on the starlight grass before the Fifth Heavenly Origin powerhouses arrived.
Xu Yang said nothing. Reaching behind him, he took out a Spirit Box and tucked the starlight grass inside to keep it from being damaged in the coming battle.
Although some people had withdrawn, three groups totaling six people still pursued him, clinging stubbornly to his heels.
No one could resist coveting forty-year-old starlight grass. It was good enough to benefit even Spirit Bone Prodigies, and among spirit herbs that enhanced talent, it could improve both innate constitution and comprehension.
"You stubborn fool!"
Seeing Xu Yang put it away, the man surnamed Wan knew he would not compromise. He immediately threw a punch, sending a nearly solid blast of fist astral qi tearing through the air toward