Nan He was very clear about Yun Batian's identity; he was one of the eight elders in the entire Yuntian Imperial Palace, although he was only ranked seventh.
However, in terms of strength, they are among the top five, having been famous for over a thousand years.
Although they still haven't crossed that hurdle after all these years, the strength of a demigod is far beyond their ability to deal with.
They had initially held onto a sliver of hope, but now it seemed clear that Yun Bozhi had come specifically for them.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought someone like Yun Batian by their side.
For a moment, even Nan He didn't know how to ask Xu Chengyu for help. She knew very well that as long as Chen Mo was there, there was a great chance.
The only thing I can do now is to keep dragging things out.
Taking a deep breath, Nan He finally calmed down a bit.
"Elder Yun, this matter did indeed involve some oversights in our Fengyun Arena."
"Young Master Yun, name your price. We are willing to compensate you with resources. Is that acceptable?"
As they spoke, no one else in the arena expected that Nan He would choose to back down so easily.
However, seeing Lin Tian still struggling on the ground, they quickly came to their senses. In this Fengyun Imperial City, it was clear that they didn't even take the people of the Fengyun Imperial Palace seriously.
Not to mention your tiny arena.
Lin Tian's face turned pale, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The intense pain in his internal organs made it difficult for him to even stand up.
Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. After all, he was no match for the other party in terms of strength. In this great world of gods, no matter what the rules were, they were all in the hands of the strong.
If there were a Divine Realm expert in the Fengyun Imperial Palace today, would Yun Batian still dare to be so arrogant?
Despite his reluctance, Lin Tian didn't continue speaking. He knew that if he continued, Yun Batian might not let him off the hook next time.
"Compensation?"
At this moment, Yun Bozhi's face was full of smiles, and his eyes showed no arrogance as he slowly walked to Yun Batian's side.
"sure..."
"My Great Sage has been by my side for so many years, I have developed feelings for him."
"How about just ten Emperor-level weapons?"
"In addition to the resources I won from my previous bets."
These words were spoken.
Nan He's face turned even uglier. She naturally understood what Yun Bozhi meant; it was clear that he didn't consider their Fengyun Arena as human beings.
It was clear from his earlier fight with Chen Mo that he had already lost; the death of the Great Sage was the inevitable outcome.
She was willing to back down only to give both sides a way out, but who knew that Yun Bozhi would go too far.
Even if it's the bloodline of the Fighting Saint Ape, it's far from worth the price of an Emperor-level weapon, let alone ten.
And the resources and bargaining chips invested at the very beginning.
This is going to drain their entire Fengyun Arena dry.
How could Nanhe possibly accept this?
With her last bit of patience, she said, word by word:
"Young Master Yun really knows how to joke."
"Even if we were to compensate Young Master Yun with our entire Fengyun Arena, it still wouldn't be enough."
"Moreover, I've always heard of the reputation of the Cloud Heaven Imperial Palace, so I don't think they're the kind of barbaric and unreasonable people."
"If Young Master Yun is willing to leave us a way out, I will do my best to satisfy Young Master Yun as long as it is within my power."
Even now, no one else in the arena expected that Nan He would still be able to endure it.
Although everyone is just a spectator, the Fengyun Arena has been open for hundreds of years and is considered an excellent place in the entire Fengyun Imperial City.
"Damn! I didn't expect the Cloud Heaven Imperial Palace to be so domineering. This demand is clearly an attempt to prevent the arena from continuing to operate. So many imperial artifacts, let alone her, even the entire Wind and Cloud Imperial Palace might not be able to produce them, right?"
"That's for sure! It seems we might never see this beautiful shopkeeper again. What a pity!"
"What is the background of this Fengyun Imperial Palace? How can it possess such terrifying strength! I don't think I've ever heard of it before!"
"Brother, you're not from some remote, obscure place, are you? Haven't you heard of the Wind and Cloud Imperial Palace? It has more than one peak Immortal Emperor. So many years have passed, I wonder if any of its experts have successfully broken through to the Divine Realm!"
"This imperial palace, suspected to possess a divine realm expert, is simply terrifying!"
"......"
Yun Bozhi's smile deepened, his gaze now completely fixed on Nan He.
After a moment, he continued:
"It's not impossible for me to change my terms."
"How about this?"
“I, Yun Bozhi, am not an unreasonable person. I think I am destined to meet Senior Nan. As long as Senior Nan is willing to come to my Yuntian Imperial Palace and become my cultivation partner, I guarantee that it will be a hundred times better than staying in this trashy Fengyun Imperial City.”
"How about it?"
A spiritual companion?
Nan He's hands were already clenched tightly together. This was just an excuse from Yun Bozhi. His so-called cultivation partner was nothing more than a way to treat her as a plaything.
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