Volume 2, Chapter 384: Dragons and snakes have different prices.
Ye Tingmu’s attitude was very clear: either give money or collect the body.
There is no other choice. We can't go through the mountains. At least no one dares now, even the Demon Lord is scared.
There was no other reason. The power of the Broken Sword Mountain formation was still vivid in his mind, and he was not sure.
At this point, there is really nothing much to say. They agreed to this themselves, and they have to bear the consequences themselves.
A group of old guys from the ten major immortal sects gritted their teeth. They had been tricked once, and now they were tricked again, and they had no right to choose. It was their own fault that the younger generation was in the hands of others. They couldn't just ignore it.
Money and treasures are always external things. Santian is a place that always values talents. Talents are very important and are the future of a sect.
At that time, the ten major immortal sects, three clans, three tribes, and the Heavenly Court were willing to spend all their fortunes to recruit Zang.
Today, for the sake of my own genius, it is acceptable to shed some blood.
So they began to compromise.
"Zang, you name a price and we'll accept it."
Someone started to compromise, and soon there was a second and a third.
The Demon Lord smiled.
"That's interesting. You name a number and I'll accept it."
Since the Demon Lord also chose to compromise, the others stopped worrying about it. Of course, they really didn't have the right to choose.
Du Tian and his companions were very excited, thinking about the wealth that was about to come to their hands. They were so excited.
Ye Tingmu calmly took out a large flag from his storage bag.
It is a full 10 meters high.
The flag is made of white canvas with densely written lines of black characters on it.
Ye Tingmu suddenly inserted the flag into the ground.
This scene made everyone look confused.
"What does it say?"
"It seems to be a person's name, but it's too far away to see clearly."
"Yes, use a magnifying glass to look..."
At this moment, Ye Tingmu clapped his hands, and with a wave of his hand, a table and chair appeared in front of him. He smoothed his sleeves, sat down, and said with a smile: "Okay, the price is listed above, take a look yourself, pay the money and I will release you, heaven and earth are my witnesses."
Everyone who comes is a guest, and we should greet them with a smile.
A group of emperors now understood that Ye Tingmu had been prepared for this a long time ago.
Just waiting for them to open their wallets, the prices are all set in advance.
They also found that the prices were different from high to low. The higher the price, the higher the ransom required, and the lower the price, the lower the ransom required.
Moreover, the first few lines were so frighteningly high that all the emperors couldn't help but gasp.
Just kidding, this is the final price that Ye Tingmu set after making inquiries from many sources.
Of course, except for Chongming, the other one was written by himself.
Everyone is familiar with the first and second place, they are Chongming and Xia Lingkong.
The following are also arranged in order, the closer to the front, the higher the talent and the higher the price.
This small ransom list, however, invisibly reveals the strength of these people, and is more like a talent list.
"Great, my family only has one divine weapon."
"Why, I want three drops of Immortal Emperor Spirit Liquid."
"There's something fishy going on."
"Hahaha, this burial is not bad. I can afford two divine weapons."
Some people are happy, some are sad, it all depends on the comparison, just like the Demon Lord.
He looked at the eye-catching black words on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Do you think this is reasonable? My son has twenty drops of Immortal Emperor's spiritual liquid and two emperor's divine weapons, while Xia Lingkong only has five drops of Immortal Emperor's spiritual liquid and five divine weapons?" The Demon Lord said dissatisfiedly.
Although one is first and the other is second, the difference between them is as huge as heaven and earth.
To put it bluntly, the top ten combined are not as valuable as Chongming.
Not to mention the blood of the Immortal Emperor, the Emperor's divine weapons really dare to ask for it.
People around also began to talk in low voices.
"To be honest, this burial is really too much. It's a trap for the Demon Lord to die."
"Indeed, isn't this taking advantage of the Demon Lord?"
"It's six times darker than Xia Lingkong's. Wow, it's really dark."
Everyone's discussions and words revealed that Zang wanted to use the Demon Lord as a scapegoat.
This also made the Demon Lord feel inexplicably unhappy. He did have some assets, but he was also unhappy about being treated differently like this.
His face looked ugly and gloomy.
In fact, Ye Tingmu felt uneasy when being stared at by the Demon Lord, because those were twenty drops of the Immortal Emperor's spiritual fluid and the Emperor's divine weapon.
But there's nothing I can do. This is the price your son set himself. What can I do? I can only fool him.
He stared and said seriously, "I think what the Demon Lord said is very reasonable."
"Can you tell me what makes sense?"
"Ahem." He pretended to clear his throat and continued, "Like I said, the ransom is determined by the worth and talent of each of the Great Emperor's descendants. Take, for example, this guy named Lin Xiaoxiao, a complete loser. One Heavenly God Handle is the limit, right?"
“And this…”
For some reason, Lin Xiaoxiao lowered his head shyly in the crowd, and his grandfather smiled awkwardly as well.
There is indeed nothing wrong with what he said. Originally, he was very happy that he could exchange his grandson for a divine weapon, but now for some reason, he suddenly became unhappy.
Even the emperors who had been smiling happily just now because the ransom was small, now looked depressed.
It is really hard to tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. At this moment, they actually hope that Zang can ask them for more so that it will not be so embarrassing.
After Ye Tingmu gave a few examples, he finally turned his gaze to Chongming and continued, "Zhongming, the son of the Demon Lord, one of the Ten Great Demon Gods, ranked third in the Heavenly Immortal Ranking, a future giant of the Three Heavens. I have to say that I feel guilty for asking for such a small amount of things."
"Because in my opinion, he alone is worth more than a group of people who are not even worthy to carry his shoes. One is a dragon and the other is a snake. Do you think I can sell him at the same price?"
"Master Demon, tell me, is this too much for your son, the future Demon God of the Demon Race, the future giant in three days?"
The Demon Lord touched his chin. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt comfortable. It seemed that he was no longer opposed to the ransom. Instead, Ye Tingmu made him feel more superior and more respected.
He nodded heavily in agreement, "If that's the case, then there really aren't many. They're certainly not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as my son."
The ten major sects all had dark faces, especially Sikong Lei. His direct disciple Xia Lingkong was on par with Chongming, but when he came to Zang, he was directly suppressed and was not on the same level at all.
At this moment, he really didn't know how to describe his current mood.
He felt relieved because the ransom was less than Chongming's, but at the same time he also felt unhappy. Other people also had some similar feelings.
"This is the first time I've seen human traffickers demanding a large ransom, and the person being demanded can still argue that it's reasonable."
"I can only say that Zang understands human nature."
"Look at those who received less ransom. They can't wait for Ye Tingmu to double their money."
"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. From now on, if I don't obey the burial, I'll just wall myself..."
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