Even Old Daoist Huang, a man with precious little righteousness in his heart, could not help a trace of admiration showing in his eyes at the sight before him.
Just then, Xu Taiping's gaze fell on Old Daoist Huang.
Old Daoist Huang smiled, then transmitted his voice with a look of complete acceptance:
"This Old Man cannot be a good man, but since you, Xu Taiping, are willing to plant that severed finger of mine alongside the Earth Fruit, what harm is there in entrusting my life to you?"
Xu Taiping nodded at his words.
Old Daoist Huang immediately added:
"But as a Qi Refining magus, there is not much This Old Man can do here. You should know that."
After considering it carefully, Xu Taiping privately transmitted his voice to Old Daoist Huang:
"What if I need you to give all your fortune to one person, Senior?"
Old Daoist Huang grinned.
"As long as he can withstand it, This Old Man will not hold anything back."
Once he had confirmed that his finger could be planted together with the Earth Fruit, Old Daoist Huang seemed to want nothing else.
Xu Taiping nodded at his words, and a heavy stone lifted from his heart.
For in what they were about to do, if anyone among them grew afraid or backed down, they could very well lose the entire game.
Xu Taiping glanced at the Primordial Lord, whose body was rapidly recovering a short distance away, and murmured inwardly, The greatest difference between us and the Primordial Lord and those demonic beasts he summoned is that we can stake our lives on something.
Before the Primordial Lord, a life might not be worth much, but this resolve to stake our lives cannot be measured in money or strength.
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