Following closely behind the middle-aged man in black was a young woman with stunning beauty and a charming figure.
Seeing her come out, many men present showed expressions of obsession, excitement and excitement.
"It's Fairy Nangong, Fairy Nangong, look this way."
"Fairy Nangong, we met once before. Do you still remember me?"
"I'm so happy to see my goddess, Fairy Nangong, I love you!"
Nangong Yaoyao curled her lips in satisfaction, walked up to Zhan Yihan, and gave him a charming smile, "Senior brother, can I come over?" She didn't believe that Zhan Yihan would ignore her charm.
As for Su Jinyue, who was standing beside Zhan Yihan, she simply chose to ignore her. In her heart, few women could match her charm, and the same was true for Su Jinyue. Most men tend to get tired of the old and love the new, and she believed Zhan Yihan must be the same.
"No!" Zhan Yihan said calmly. In his eyes, other than Jin Yue, all other women were the same.
Nangong Yaoyao raised her eyebrows, and her sexy lips curled up into an even more charming smile, "Senior Brother, are you kidding me?" Zhan Yihan must have said this to attract her attention, but he did succeed in arousing her interest.
Zhan Yihan didn't bother to pay attention to Nangong Yaoyao. He looked past her and looked at the people behind her. "Is there no one who wants to go over?"
"I want to go through. This is my toll." A female cultivator in a pink dress stepped forward, giving Nanfang Yaoyao a mocking glance before handing the storage bag to Zhan Yihan. She had long disliked Nangong Yaoyao and couldn't understand why those male cultivators liked her so much and even worshipped her as a goddess.
Zhan Yihan glanced at the storage bag handed over by the pink-dressed female cultivator and said, "Twice as much."
"Double the price? What's the difference between this and robbery?" The female cultivator in pink skirt looked at Zhan Yihan with dissatisfaction.
"I didn't force you." Zhan Yihan said calmly.
"As long as you cross the cliff, you might get god-level materials. You can judge for yourself whether it's a gain or a loss." Su Jinyue said. If you are unwilling to pay, how can you get what you want?
The pink-skirted female cultivator hesitated for a moment, then pulled out another storage bag and handed it to Zhan Yihan. "This is all I have." Although she was a core disciple of the sect, the cultivation resources distributed by the sect were very limited each month. The immortal stones, elixirs, materials, and talismans in this storage bag were what she had saved for a long time. However, if she could really obtain divine-level materials this time, it would still be worth it.
Zhan Yihan took the storage bag and nodded slightly.
"This is my storage bag."
"And mine." The monks rushed to take out their storage bags and hand them to Zhan Yihan, fearing that it would be too late and it would not be their turn.
Nangong Yaoyao's expression grew increasingly uglier. She hadn't expected Zhan Yihan to be so disrespectful to her. She was one of the top five beauties in the Lingtian Realm, and countless male cultivators were hoping she would say a word to them, or even smile at them. However, Zhan Yihan simply ignored her, which truly infuriated her to death.
When the group was full of twenty people, Zhan Yihan looked at everyone and said, "Everyone wait a moment, I'll send them over first." He had only collected things from ten cultivators, and the other ten were Lu Xuanye and his group.
Naturally, he would send Lu Xuanye and his group over first. Whether it was because Brother Lu and Sister Shu gave him and Jin Yue the quota this time, or because of his relationship with Brother Lu and the others, he would not treat Lu Xuanye and the others unfairly.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved, offering up more than a dozen battle flags.
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