"You want to bargain with me? You have nothing worth my attention—not even that Immortal Slaying Soldier!"
The Third Ancestor spoke coldly.
A youngster wanted to negotiate with him? What a joke.
Xiao Man whispered a warning. "Big Brother, stop talking. When the old man says five hundred years, he means five hundred years. Keeping your life is already a pretty good deal!"
But Lu Ren turned a deaf ear to Xiao Man. He looked at the Third Ancestor. "Why not hear my offer first?"
"How dare you! You're a junior from another clan, yet you think you can bargain with the Third Ancestor?"
Elder Gu Xing rebuked him sharply.
The Third Ancestor waved a hand. "I'd like to hear what this offer of yours is."
"Could we speak in private?"
Lu Ren asked.
"Follow me."
With his hands behind his back, the Third Ancestor led Lu Ren out of Chaos Cave to a secluded mountain peak.
Lu Ren looked at him. "There's a Ghost Path Cultivator in the Chaos Clan."
The Third Ancestor was slightly startled. "How do you know?"
"How I know doesn't matter. But I'm certain a Ghost Path Cultivator has infiltrated the Chaos Clan. Gather every member of your clan, and I can help you find them. Would that be enough to pardon my offense?"
Lu Ren asked.
"Nonsense. How could there be a Ghost Path Cultivator in my Chaos Clan?"
The Third Ancestor snorted and swept his sleeve. Streams of Chaos Calamity surged out and became ropes that bound Lu Ren's body.
Lu Ren could no longer move.
"Third Ancestor, there really is a Ghost Path Cultivator in your clan! Why won't you believe me?"
Lu Ren demanded angrily.
"The Chaos Clan has remained hidden from the world. How could the Strange Dao have infiltrated