"Not good!" Qiao Huizhu, who had almost lost control of herself, clung tightly to He Pingsheng's waist and said urgently, "This... hah... this... hah... is a Dao Talisman!"
"We can't... can't let him activate it!"
"Otherwise, we... will both die!"
He Pingsheng was also shocked.
Even without Qiao Huizhu's warning, he knew how formidable this Dao Talisman was.
A Dao Talisman was a special kind of talisman, a mass of energy wrapped in a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's own Dao arts.
The Dao Talisman in Xiao Bufan's hand, for instance, was only first grade, yet the power it contained was immense.
Once activated, it would unquestionably shatter the Defense Formation He Pingsheng had set up.
If the formation broke, both He Pingsheng and Qiao Huizhu would be in danger.
What should I do?
I absolutely can't let him activate that talisman.
"Junior brother!" Holding up the Dao Talisman, Xiao Bufan continued, "Rest assured, as long as you hand this woman over to me, I can also give you a thousand spirit stones!"
"I am Xiao Bufan, the eldest disciple of the Icebound Immortal Sect. If you hand her over, junior brother, I'll owe you a favor as well!"
"What do you say?"
"Very well!" He Pingsheng nodded, then actually waved his hand and opened a gap in the formation. "Please come inside so we can talk, senior brother!"
Across from him, Xiao Bufan was overjoyed.
The Dao Talisman in his hand was incredibly precious. It was his lifesaving measure and his greatest trump card.
If he could avoid using it, all the better!
Besides, the cultivator opposite him carried no Treasure Bag and had no treasure artifacts on him either.
And so what if a mere seventh-layer cultivator had a few tricks?
Would I even spare him a glance?
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