"All right, I won't make things difficult for you, Boss Jia. But a million Source of the World for an Immortal isn't too much, is it? No resources-I want genuine Source of the World." Zhang Ming went straight for an exorbitant price.
Because Source of the World could serve as energy for the Space-Time Worm!
As long as I have enough money, my "Gundam" is invincible.
"A million? Do you take me for a Demon God?" Jia Huangjin was scared half to death, his face flushed red. "Our entire Shangbu Civilization doesn't have a million Source of the World! Do you really think it grows on trees?"
"Flaming Sun nearly burned me to death with a mouthful of fire. Of course I have to charge a bit more!" Old Zhang was utterly unrestrained and delighted.
"Old Zhang, Flaming Sun... when did he breathe fire at you?" Jia Huangjin's face turned ashen. He nearly died of fright.
Because aboard the Shangbu Civilization's spaceship, the Immortal, Flaming Sun, was monitoring this affair.
This matter was important. Extremely important!
Zhang Ming, on the other hand, felt wonderful. He could now confirm exactly who was pressuring Jia Huangjin. Flaming Sun, you old bastard, so what if I insult you right here? Come out if you've got the guts.
But Old Zhang had nothing to fear. For one thing, could Flaming Sun chase him all the way into the Burial Realm?
For another, he had now learned to pilot his "Gundam."
Although this "Gundam" should not make an appearance for the time being, having a trump card in hand kept him calm.
Besides, he had found a powerful new backer... the Mountain-Bearing Divine Turtle!
This old turtle was constantly thinking about finding a new Immortal to replace it. *If you dare come to the Burial