At that moment.
Within the Yin Palace, sinister winds gusted, and the smell of blood spread in every direction.
After Xuan Lord and the Turtle Yao finished discussing their affairs, Xuan Lord noticed that the latter had not left. He frowned, snorted, and said:
"What are you still hanging around here for?"
"What else is there? Spit it out!"
The Turtle Yao resumed his usual lazy manner. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he smiled and said, "One more good thing. I've brought you two test subjects for you to properly train."
With that, he produced a small cloth pouch from somewhere. With a shake of his hand, he tipped the unconscious Big Toad and Stone Man onto the ground.
Yet Xuan Lord did not look at either of them. He merely stared fixedly at the cloth pouch in the Turtle Yao's hand, greed showing in his eyes. Only after a long while did he lick his lips and continue in a somewhat dry voice:
"A spatial pouch?"
"What an unimaginably fine thing. It seems you really did acquire quite a few precious 'Immortal Spirit objects' during Heaven's Rift back then. You even have something like this."
At this point, seeing that the Turtle Yao did not take up the subject, a trace of disappointment flashed through his eyes. He could only suppress his greed and look again at the two yao on the ground.
"Two fourth-level pieces of trash!"
"Interesting. You not only packed them in a precious spatial pouch, but brought them thousands upon thousands of miles. Was it just to give me these two worthless things?"
"I really can't see what's so special about them!"
Xuan Lord frowned and looked questioningly at the Turtle Yao.
"They're not so simple."
"These two first came from the Left Stronghold, then lived