Life and Death Bridge

"Five hundred million High-Grade Spirit Stones, and it's yours."

Ye Chen sneered.

"So, you have no intention of giving me this courtesy?" Wolf Shao's expression froze. Death Qi Iron might be top-grade metal, but there was no way it was worth five hundred million High-Grade Spirit Stones. The other party was clearly toying with him and had never intended to sell it.

"So what if I don't?"

Putting away the Death Qi Iron ore, Ye Chen looked at him calmly.

"Five million High-Grade Spirit Stones in exchange for peaceful coexistence—what a fine deal. But since you refuse to save face, I have no need to give you any face either. From now on, even if you begged me to trade the Death Qi Iron ore, it would be useless."

Wolf Shao's expression turned savage, two snowy-white fangs showing at the corners of his mouth.

"You really think you're somebody?"

Among the Eight Demon Youths, Elephant Shao was the strongest, followed by Snake Shao, Eagle Shao, then Tiger Shao. The remaining four had no particular ranking, and Wolf Shao was one of them. If Ye Chen could not even handle a Wolf Shao, there would be no point in continuing on this path. Clearly, Wolf Shao thought far too highly of himself.

"You're courting death!"

Wolf Shao narrowed his eyes, and his figure abruptly vanished from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already thirty feet in front of Ye Chen.

He reached out with his right hand. His human palm suddenly swelled, transforming into a massive wolf claw. Its tips were sharp as four cold, glinting blades, each a foot long. Wherever they passed, space was slashed into violent distortions that spread out in rippling lines.

Wolf Shao attacked the instant he chose to; how could an ordinary person