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第两千三百八十六章 出尔反尔

This was a special talisman from the Demon Realm, and its circulation was not widespread. Lin Xuan had only heard of it before; this was his first time witnessing it with his own eyes. However, whether things would truly come to an end in such a manner seemed premature to conclude.

At least, that was how Lin Xuan saw it.

So he did not rush into anything and remained quietly where he stood.

However, Elder Scorpion Tail did not anticipate this turn of events. With a wave of his robe, "Pak" echoed in the ears. The jade shattering talisman had ignited on its own as the box lid opened, revealing a smooth jade pendant before him.

Apart from the pattern of a thunder phoenix drawn on its surface, there seemed to be nothing special about it. Yet, the old man with the wooden hat showed signs of extreme joy. His eyes gleamed with greed, and his right hand reached out toward the front. Despite the ten zhang distance between him and Elder Scorpion Tail, this action caused his arm to inexplicably stretch.

With a flash of black light, he grabbed the jade pendant in his palm and examined it closely. Elder Scorpion Tail was furious; such behavior clearly showed that he did not hold them in high regard. However, with their inferior strength, there was no backbone for anger, so he had to suppress his rage.

After about a cup of tea's time, the old man with the wooden hat laughed wildly: "Not bad, not bad. Indeed, it is a thunder phoenix command talisman. After all my efforts, I finally obtained this treasure."

"Since you have already taken it, shouldn't you fulfill your promise and leave from here?" Elder Scorpion Tail gritted his teeth, speaking each word with deliberate slowness. Today, he had not only lost the treasure but also suffered a humiliating defeat; his heart was filled with resentment as he plotted how to get back at them.

"Fulfill my promise?" The old man's face showed a hint of amusement. Elder Scorpion Tail immediately felt uneasy and his expression turned even more gloomy: "What, Old EvilJay (as in a surname, can also be translated as "merchant" or "trader" depending on context)? Do you really think I will break my word for personal gain?"

"Even if I do break my word, what then?" the old man smiled, as if he was playing with a mouse.

Hearing this so-called "honesty," Elder Scorpion Tail's heart plummeted into an icy pit. His face showed disbelief. As they say, your worst enemy knows you best; although he had a deep grudge against Old EvilJay (as in a surname, can also be translated as "merchant" or "trader" depending on context), because of that very reason, he knew the old man's character like the back of his hand!

Unlike other demon cultivators who liked to break their promises for personal gain, this old man with the wooden hat was stubborn and straightforward. He always kept his word and never went back on his commitments. If not for understanding his nature, Elder Scorpion Tail would never have handed over the thunder phoenix command talisman so easily based solely on a verbal promise.

He believed in the other's character, but it turned out he had made a grave mistake by letting him go.

Why did this happen?

For a moment, Elder Scorpion Tail found it hard to accept this reality. "You... you..."

"What is it?" The old man with the wooden hat wore a mocking expression: "Are you curious about me not keeping my word? Hmph, this is all thanks to your lowly people. Back then, I kept my promise, which led them to exploit that weakness of mine. If not for my puppetstand-in, I would have perished long ago. After enduring such hardships a thousand years later, do you think I will fall into the same trap again?" Elder Scorpion Tail's expression turned ashen.

Indeed, it was like kicking a stone and breaking one’s own foot; he did not expect Old EvilJay (as in a surname, can also be translated as "merchant" or "trader" depending on context) to be so pragmatic?

"What do you want?"

"Ha ha," the old man with the wooden hat said smugly. "Of course, I will extract your soul and refine your essence."

"Bastard!" Elder Scorpion Tail remained silent for a moment before lifting his head again, his face filled with a cold smile: "You are breaking your promise. Words like yours mean nothing; don’t you fear the damage to your reputation if this spreads?"

"Reputation?" The old man seemed to have heard something laughable. "What is that? Back then, I fell into your trap because of my straightforwardness. Even White Stone Sect was destroyed. Now, how can I fall for it again? However, what you said might have some merit," he said with a sigh.

Elder Scorpion Tail's face was filled with anger and fear, but hearing the latter part, his heart leaped with hope; there might still be room to negotiate.

Just as he was about to speak eloquently, the old man with the wooden hat's next words plunged him into an icy pit: "What if all these people are watching? Even if I kill them all, what difference does it make?"

"You..."

Elder Scorpion Tail was shocked. He did not expect such a drastic change after his last painful lesson; this opponent had become more shameless and ruthless.

The other ancient demons present were equally stunned. Originally, they feared that the city gate's collapse would affect their interests, but now, it seemed they might be swept up in the chaos entirely. The old man with the wooden hat spoke with intense malice in his eyes; he was not joking.

At this moment, the guests who had come to observe all began to feel uneasy. If they knew this would happen, they would never have bothered coming for such a spectacle.

However, regret was useless now; there were no do-overs in either the immortal realm or the mortal world.

Old EvilJay (as in a surname, can also be translated as "merchant" or "trader" depending on context)'s gaze swept across everyone present. The ancient demons who met his eyes lowered their heads; not one dared to look him in the eye.

Finally, this old man spoke: "You heard our conversation. If you wise up and end your own lives, you can avoid much suffering. Otherwise..."

These words caused all the demons to exchange glances. Their last hope was dashed as it turned out that he meant business.

They were naturally furious, but what could they do? Apart from Elder Scorpion Tail, these guests were merely ancient demons of the Profound Dao and Spirit Realm levels; although their strength was not weak, it depended on the reference point. Compared to this unreasonable old man with the wooden hat, there was a vast difference.

So while they were angry, no one dared to challenge Old EvilJay (as in a surname, can also be translated as "merchant" or "trader" depending on context) openly, as everyone knew the principle that a shot fired at the head of a bird would hit its body.

After a moment, the old man with the wooden hat spoke again: "Still unwilling to end your own lives? Do you really think I will wait for you to make the first move?"

Before he could finish speaking, there was finally a response. "I came here merely to watch; I am not interested in the enmity between the two seniors. These matters have nothing to do with me. Goodbye."

As he spoke, a yellow light suddenly flared up, and he moved like a flash of wind.

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