Facing the turmoil in the grand hall, Jun Ling Yuan remained as steady as a mountain, his heart utterly undisturbed.
Strictly speaking, he held no personal grudge against Shen Yun. All his previous schemes had merely treated the other man as a pawn, using him to seize Azure Dragon's weakness.
When he saw Shen Yun clash with Sky Devil Mountain, he simply watched it as a show, a hint of mockery curling at his lips. "Make a scene. Better yet, I hope the Sky Devil Saint Son can drag him into the mire and force Azure Dragon to show himself."
Just as he was immersed in his calculations, the words "Life Ancient Seed" suddenly rang through the hall like a thunderclap.
Jun Ling Yuan's expression sharpened. He immediately cast aside his distracting thoughts, and a determined gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Six billion Immortal Yuan Stones should be more than enough."
Certain of victory, he leaned his long-seated body slightly forward.
Although the Tree of Life had an enormous reputation, it was ultimately something on the verge of death. How easy could it be to cultivate it successfully?
Throughout the ages, examples of this had been countless: Immortal Dao Great Powers spent vast sums to purchase ancient immortal seeds, then poured in massive quantities of spirit materials to carefully nourish them. Yet after millions upon millions of years, the seeds remained like stubborn rocks, and all their painstaking efforts went down the drain.
For precisely that reason, aside from that old monster in the Three Immortals Cave, hardly anyone was interested in this thing.
Compared with an illusory fantasy, buying an existing supreme treasure was far more practical.
Just as Jun Ling Yuan was brimming with confidence and preparing to take the stage—
"Shen Yun has bid six