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Inside the Qinglian Palace, there was an endless aura surrounding it. In the middle was a lotus pond of more than a hundred acres in radius. A pavilion stood on a huge lotus leaf. Chu Tian sat in the pavilion, drinking tea while playing with a long feather that was golden in color and looked like it was made of gold.

This was a feather ripped off the wing of a half-step Hedao realm general. It was 18 feet long, extremely hard, with an unusually sharp edge, and extremely heavy. Chu Tian weighed it and found that the weight of this feather was similar to a small piece of land 100,000 miles long and wide.

If such a golden feather were placed in a monastic sect in the secular world, it could be used to forge a mountain-guarding treasure that would exert terrifying destructive power.

But this was just an insignificant feather torn off from the body of a celestial general who was half a step away from the state of integration with the Dao. There were tens of thousands of such feathers on the body of that celestial general, and even tens of thousands of other smaller feathers.

Ling Jiu smiled and took King Li and Yun Wuxiang away from the pure air and walked to the lotus pond.

Lotus flowers grew out of the water and bloomed silently. Ling Jiu and King Li looked at Yun Wuxiang at the same time and smiled softly, "Please!"

Yun Wuxiang sighed heavily, stepped on the lotus flowers with a sad face, walked slowly to the pavilion, and bowed deeply to Chu Tian solemnly: "Green Lotus Saint... your turtle shell of the Green Lotus Shelter is so strong!"

Chu Tian flicked the golden feather in his hand heavily, and a long buzzing sound made people's eardrums hurt. He smiled at Yun Wuxiang and said slowly: "We, invite you, Zhigaotian and Daluotian, to attack Canglingzhou?"

Yun Wuxiang was stunned. He didn't need Chu Tian to invite him. He sat down at the small stone table in the pavilion. He picked up the kettle on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

Letting out a heavy breath, Yun Wuxiang spread his hands and looked at Chu Tian helplessly: "Three years, three years... The Saint King has said nothing for three years, locked up in a turtle shell. Do you know that many of our brothers have gray hair due to worry?"

Chu Tian smiled without saying anything and casually put the feather in his hand on the ground.

Yun Wuxiang looked at Chu Tian deeply, then he shook his head: "I hate dealing with people like you the most. It's like a dog biting a tortoise shell, but there is nowhere to bite. I, Yun Wuxiang, am known as the most cunning and resourceful among the younger generation of Zhigaotian, but I know in my heart that all wisdom and tactics are bullshit in front of absolute strength!"

Chu Tian nodded and continued to smile at Yun Wuxiang without saying anything.

Yun Wuxiang frowned, and he pressed his forehead in distress, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, let's not talk nonsense. Three years, three years, three whole years. Thirty thousand half-step Hedao realm heavenly generals have been captured by you, Saint Lord, for three years... My group of brothers can't bear it anymore!"

Spreading his hands, Yun Wuxiang said in a deep voice: "Although we have tried our best to conceal the news, we can hide it from the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, but we cannot hide it from the old fellows of each family. The old fellows of the thirteen clans must have known the news of our loss of troops three years ago. They are just waiting to see how we deal with this matter!"

Shaking his head, Yun Wuxiang smiled bitterly and said, "According to my estimation, they won't give us much time! If we can't handle this matter well, perhaps we will all be knocked down from the throne of the most popular young master of the thirteen clans, and each of us will be banished to the cold palace, and we will no longer be able to call the shots and be high and mighty!"

Yun Wuxiang’s words were very straightforward.

He didn't need Chu Tian to urge him, and he told everything about the deal between the ancestors of the thirteen clans and the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, in which they exchanged 30% of the share of the Divine Nest for 30,000 half-step Hedao realm masters.

He also told Chu Tian very frankly that the thirty thousand heavenly generals at the half-step Hedao realm level were not only intended to disrupt the battle for destiny in Holy Spirit Heaven, but also to weaken the high-end power in the hands of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor!

Over the years, the power controlled by the Supreme Emperor has become stronger and stronger, and the number of experts among the heavenly soldiers and generals directly under the Supreme Heaven has continued to emerge, which has caused anxiety among the thirteen clans. This time, the thirteen clans would rather agree to build an additional 30% of the God's Nest for the Supreme Emperor in exchange for 30,000 heavenly generals in the half-step Hedao realm, just to weaken the power directly under the Supreme Emperor.

"We paid such a huge price to get 30,000 experts, but they haven't even played a single role yet, and you, Saint Lord, have already taken them all away... Isn't this telling all the ancestors that our group of brothers are all useless?"

Yun Wuxiang smiled bitterly and said, "Trash must be abandoned. For three years, the elders of the thirteen clans have said nothing. This is our last chance..."

Chu Tian interrupted Yun Wuxiang and said slowly on purpose: "Your bad luck is a good thing for me. What's the point of you coming to me? Thirty thousand half-step Hedao masters, haha, if I sell them to those monsters in Daluotian..."

Yun Wuxiang’s face suddenly turned pale.

The demons and monsters in Daluotian have countless terrible methods. If Chu Tian sells 30,000 half-step Hedao realm generals to Daluotian, he will definitely be able to sell them at a sky-high price. Perhaps within a few decades, there will be 30,000 more terrible demons in Daluotian!

"We can pay a reasonable price." Yun Wuxiang gritted his teeth and said these words.

“A reasonable price?” Chu Tian shook his head and waved his sleeves. “Ling Jiu, get out… Ugh, a reasonable price? Now you are begging me with tears, what reasonable price are you talking about? Haha!”

Ling Jiu smiled, a light flashed in his eyes, and a huge force suddenly wrapped around Yun Wuxiang, and pulled him out of the pavilion roughly with a "whoosh", and threw him forcefully onto the muddy ground beside the lotus pond.

Yun Wuxiang groaned, and half of his body sank into the soft mud, unable to climb out for a long time.

King Li stood at the entrance of the pavilion, speaking sarcastically with a carefree mind: "Saint Lord, that's it. None of these little bastards in the Supreme Heaven are good people. We have fought with them secretly countless times before. Hey, they are the most ruthless and cruel. What they say is as untrustworthy as fart."

King Li laughed loudly and said, "A reasonable price? Ha, ha, ha, do you think we are innocent?"

Stamping his feet vigorously, King Li gritted his teeth and laughed, "Their future is now in our hands. Hehe, if we don't blackmail them to the point of losing everything... Wow, 30,000 Half-step Hedao Realm masters! Not to mention selling them to Daluotian, sending them to Lianhe Tianfu, this merit is enough for the Saint King to gain a large territory and become the king... A reasonable price? Ugh!"

Yun Wuxiang raised his head with difficulty, and looked at King Li and Chu Tian with a bitter smile: "I really regret that I shouldn't have gotten involved in this matter... Those idiots said that I was insidious and treacherous, and that they could find a good way... What good way can I have? I have the person in your hands... Bastards!"

Chu Tian smiled and closed his eyes. He pointed at King Li, then at Ling Jiu, and then waved his hand. Mobile users please visit m.Read for a better reading experience.