Zhang Shi pointed at Zhang Shan and said, "What he wants, I want too."
Only now did Zhou Mu realize that it was the legendary Yin-Yang Fan he had given him earlier that was behind this.
That was a demigod-level spiritual artifact, which made Zhang Shi's heart flutter, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts about it.
After all, who wouldn't want to achieve instant success?
Zhou Mu initially wanted to refuse, since this unprovoked charity had a somewhat coercive element to it.
However, Zhang Shi was a shrewd man, and he instantly guessed Zhou Mu's thoughts. Before Zhou Mu could react, Zhang Shi said, "From today onwards, my life belongs to you. From now on, if you say go east, I will never go west."
As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly.
It's obvious that what he said was true.
After all, when faced with an opportunity to rise to the top in one step, any dignity or pride is just a joke.
Only by truly reaching this level can one understand that each small step forward is as difficult as breaking through from the Divine Realm to the Saint Realm, and any small step can leave a large number of people far behind.
That's why he's willing to pay any price.
After much pleading and cajoling, Zhou Mu ran out of options. He thought that he could exchange a demigod-level spiritual weapon for the absolute loyalty of a Spirit Emperor-level martial artist. Moreover, once that Spirit Emperor obtained the demigod-level spiritual weapon, he would be able to compete with a demigod-level martial artist.
To some extent, having a demigod-level martial artist is an absolute boost for the Desolate Heaven Domain.
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After finalizing many matters, Jing Mu couldn't wait to sign the agreement with Hao Yan and affix their seals. As for how much value this agreement actually held, no one knew. As for how long this peace treaty would be binding, everyone knew perfectly well.
Under the escort of Jing Mu and the others, Hao Yan left the Great Thousand Pavilion and headed straight for the border without stopping. These people knew that as the battle between the extraterrestrial demons and the Great Thousand World became increasingly fierce, the number of people who died at their hands was at least in the tens of millions.
The struggle between the two worlds was undoubtedly extremely fierce.
Therefore, the enmity between the two clans was already very heavy. If it weren't for the protection of Pavilion Master Jing Mu, Hao Yan probably wouldn't have gone out, which would have caused some unnecessary disputes.
After seeing Hao Yan off, Jing Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but it didn't last long before Lu Shan frowned.
“Uncle Jing, I think it’s necessary to talk to you about this matter,” Lu Shan said.
Since Lu Shan emerged and advanced to the Spirit God realm, his aura has undergone a complete transformation, as if he had been reborn. Even Lu Shan felt a deadly threat.
However, Jing Mu was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years and was already able to keep his emotions hidden. He simply nodded and said, "Okay."
After saying that, he followed Lu Shan.
But after only a short while, the two arrived at a secret room inside the hall, which was very dark.
Lu Shan skillfully lit the lamp, then took out the lampshade inside, and soon the firelight illuminated the area.
"Speak, what do you want to talk to me about?" Jing Mu asked bluntly.
However, Lu Shan did not rush to speak, but instead smiled and looked at Jing Mu.
It exudes an inexplicable eeriness.
Even with Jing Mu's centuries-old mindset, he felt a chill run down his spine. After the two stared at each other for a moment, Jing Mu finally couldn't hold back and said, "What exactly do you want? Just say it. Don't look at me like that, it's creepy."
"I want to show you something, but don't be too surprised," Lu Shan said with a smile.
Jing Mu, however, did not take it to heart.
He has lived for hundreds of years, what strange and unusual things hasn't he seen?
Moreover, he had the good fortune to have served as the head of the Great Thousand Pavilion for so many years, and his knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary people. Even things that would be extremely shocking to most people were nothing special to him.
Perhaps this is the difference brought about by social status.
Can the important matters in the eyes of the Grand Master of the Great Thousand Pavilion, who possesses supreme power and a noble status, be the same as the important matters in the homes of ordinary people?
Lu Shan smiled without saying a word, and then took out a small, shiny ball with a pale blue arc of electricity from his pocket.
At first, Lu Shanjing was somewhat surprised, but he gradually calmed down. He even wanted to say, "That's it?"
However, he endured it.
But then, something shocking happened.
Behind him, a burst of intense white light suddenly appeared. As the light shone, a light screen appeared on the dark wall, displaying himself on it.
"What kind of divine object is this?"
Jing Mu had never seen anything like it before. He was so shocked that he stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with horror. He took small steps forward, wanting to touch it gently, but the images that were still flashing on the screen appeared to him as a completely different parallel event.
Even with his centuries-old temperament, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart at this moment.
After a long while, he finally mustered up his courage and reached out to touch it. He thought he would come into contact with another world, but to his surprise, it was still a cold touch. Under the cover of his hand, the light screen cast a shadow for a moment, which disappeared instantly as he moved his finger away.
He wasn't stupid, and he immediately realized that all of this was caused by the ball in Lu Shan's hand that was glowing with pale blue lightning.
"May I have a look at this divine object?"
At this moment, his gaze was completely fixed on the crystal ball, and he couldn't help but swallow.
Lu Shan smiled, and seeing that his goal had been achieved, he generously handed over the crystal ball.
Upon receiving it, I felt a warm, smooth touch, much like a shy boy holding the hand of his long-time crush for the first time—a feeling that is hard to describe.
Jing Mu examined it carefully for a long time, and finally cast a questioning look at Lu Shan, asking, "What exactly is this? I've been observing it for so long, but I can't see any drawbacks."
Lu Shan laughed heartily, his previous gloom vanishing. He then stood up, gently picked up the crystal ball, and said, "This crystal ball has the power to predict the future. I wonder if you believe it?"
Then, without waiting for him to speak, he immediately waved his hand, and bursts of spiritual light floated out, instantly changing the scene on the light screen.
Jing Mu's breath hitched, his attention completely drawn to the changing images on the light screen.
It was a long, open space.
On the open ground, something seemed to be piled up densely.
As the gaze narrowed, it became clear that the ground was covered with piles of white bones.
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