"Yes, Sect Master Ye Sheng should know that our Biyan Sect discovered a vein of spiritual liquid some time ago.

If possible, we are willing to give half of the mining rights of this spiritual liquid vein to the Qingyuan Sect!"

When telling half of the number.

Liao Yuan felt his own heart tremble.

His heart was bleeding.

But there was no other way at this time.

Liao Yuan did not want to betray Chen Tian.

Hearing the numbers reported by Liao Yuan, Ye Sheng still smiled coldly.

"No."

Ye Sheng shook his head.

On the other side of the mountain, the white-haired elder responsible for teaching the Ten Directions Yama Formation waved to Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng knew what that meant.

"Master Ye Sheng, half of the mining rights of the spiritual liquid veins is the most compensation I can give you. After all, we disciples of the Biyan Sect also need spiritual liquid, don't we?"

Liao Yuan said.

Ye Sheng withdrew his gaze.

"Yes, you disciples of the Biyan Sect also need spiritual liquid.

But..." Ye Sheng pointed at the disciples behind Liao Yuan.

"If these disciples of your Biyan Sect are reduced to ashes, wouldn't there be no need to consume the spiritual liquid?"

After listening to Ye Sheng's words.

Liao Yuan looked stunned.

"Sect Master Ye Sheng, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Sheng had no answer.

Instead, he nodded slightly towards the white-haired elder.
Chapter completed!