Chapter 2400 No Free Lunch

This is Yang Fei's greatest secret, of course, he won't reveal it.

Among these cultivators, there are bound to be those with hidden motives.

As soon as the Ox Demon's ace card was revealed, it immediately dispelled everyone's rising intentions.

Plop!

A white-haired elder not far from Yang Fei collapsed entirely, kneeling on the ground, bowing repeatedly to Yang Fei.

"Master Yang's divine skills are unparalleled, we are convinced."

Like dominoes, this elder kneeling on the ground triggered a chain reaction.

Everyone knelt on the ground, bowing repeatedly to Yang Fei.

"Master Yang's divine skills are unparalleled, benevolence profound, he is our model."

"I am willing to follow Master Yang in cultivation, to serve as slave and servant, willing to go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Please, Master Yang, accept me; we loose cultivators have no dependable support, please have mercy."

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All at once, everyone knelt on the ground, asking Yang Fei earnestly.

If it were someone else, they might inevitably be tempted and prideful.

These over 20 cultivators, the most formidable have cultivated the Solar Deity, while even the weakest have formed the Golden Core.

These over 20 cultivators could form an extraordinarily powerful force, easily sweeping across the Earth Space.

However, Yang Fei deeply understands.

To contest with Great Spiritual Masters like Emperor Tian, it's not something these small fry can meddle in.

And he also needs to focus entirely on continued cultivation, strengthening his power, having no time to manage such a team.

Only true power and law can oppose Emperor Tian.

If group fighting were effective, the 12 True Martial God of the True Martial Divine Realm, including my master Li Mingjun, wouldn't have needed to close the gates of the True Martial Divine Realm, retreating beyond the Nine Realms.

Yang Fei stood in place, saying flatly.

"Everyone is too kind, since we entered the Qilin Holy Land together, encountering danger, mutually supporting each other is expected."

"However, my cultivation is not yet complete, without the elders' permission I cannot rashly accept disciples under my sect, apologies."

He casually told a lie, scaring these over 20 cultivators till their souls shattered.

Behind such a Great Spiritual Master, there is actually a sect.

It can only be imagined, the power behind his sect, how vast it might be!

Everyone's gaze towards Yang Fei became even more reverent and worshipful.

Some beat their chest and stamped their feet, heartbroken for not being able to enter Yang Fei's sect.

Being watched by so many people with such fervent eyes made Yang Fei slightly uncomfortable.

He pointed at the lion-shaped demonic beast.

"This creature's flesh and bones contain spiritual energy comparable to heavenly materials."

"Besides the demon crystal, I only want half, the other half you can divide among yourselves."

Everyone thrilled upon hearing this.

This primordial fiend must have lived for thousands of years.

The drop of its blood alone contains nature's spiritual energy comparable to a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng.

The entire beast is an abundance of heavenly and earthly treasures, enough to sustain a small sect's cultivation resources for ten years.

Everyone rushed in, beginning to take the beast's organs and flesh.

The little girl on Yang Fei's back wouldn't come down.

Her bun-shaped toys pressing against Yang Fei's back, her voice sweet and coy.

"Brother Yang, can I have the beast's eyeball?"

Yang Fei looked at the beast's huge, wide-open eyes, clearly dead with unfulfilled wishes.

He couldn't help but be curious: "Why do you want this beast's eyeball?"

The little girl twisted once on his back before sliding off.

"This beast's eyeball can induce illusions and hypnotize divine sense, I want to use it to make a magical treasure."

Upon hearing her, Yang Fei frowned.

The little girl's grandfather, who had been watching over the situation, was frightened.

He hastily pulled the little girl over, apologizing to Yang Fei repeatedly.

"Master Yang, my granddaughter knows not the heights of heaven and earth, please don't blame her, the beast's eyeball belongs to Master Yang, of course."

The elder spoke while hiding the little girl behind him, fearful of Yang Fei's wrathful retribution.

This huge demonic beast corpse contained immensely vast cultivation resources.

In any place, one careless move could ignite a bloody storm.

This time, if not for Yang Fei's overpowering strength suppressing everyone, these people would have already been fighting tooth and nail.

This little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe dared to ask Yang Fei for the beast's eyeball, a complete violation of a cultivator's taboo.

Yang Fei shook his head, staring at the girl's innocent and charming face.

"If you need it, then take it, I don't need these things."

At that, the little girl rejoiced, leaping forward and hugging Yang Fei's neck, kissing him on the cheek.

"Thank you, Brother Yang."

The elder gazed at Yang Fei in utter amazement.

Over the years, roaming among various cultivators, he knows well the dangers of snatching from the mouth of the tiger.

Among cultivators, to obtain cultivation resources, gain greater power, plots against each other, mutual vendettas.

The elder has never encountered a person like Yang Fei before; he feels deeply emotional.

The little girl brandished a short dagger to take out the beast's eyeball.

Everyone heard Yang Fei promise to give the beast's eyeball to the little girl firsthand, none dared trouble her.

The elder looked at Yang Fei deeply, sighing.

"All my life I've refused to submit to anyone, yet Master Yang's magnanimity and divine skills have won me over."

The elder finished, taking out a small ring from his bosom and handing it to Yang Fei.

"Master Yang, traveling alone with items is inconvenient; I have nothing else, please accept this Sumeru Ring from me."

"Sumeru Ring?"

Yang Fei was taken aback, then delighted.

During his time in the True Martial Divine Realm, he heard about this storage divine artifact with spatial capacity.

This artifact appears small on the outside but contains another universe within.

Making a Sumeru Ring requires material called Space-Time Meteorite.

Space-Time Meteorites are usually found in dangerous space-time turbulence, exceedingly rare.

Moreover, even if one obtained Space-Time Meteorite, crafting requires a Great Master's comprehension of Void Cognition Divine Power.

Such divine artifacts are extremely rare.

Even in the True Martial Divine Realm, only a few Great Spiritual Masters like Ling Muxue possess them; not even Yang Fei's master, Li Mingjun, has one.

Yang Fei's eyes sparkled, eagerly accepting the Sumeru Ring from the elder's hand with a laugh.

"Well then, thank you."

The elder felt slightly comforted in his heart seeing Yang Fei accept his gift, deeply inhaling.

"Actually, I have another matter to trouble Master Yang with."

Yang Fei was well aware there is no free lunch in the world; he didn't expect the elder to follow up immediately, internally cursing.

However, having just accepted the gift, he had no reason to refuse and responded calmly.

"Speak, let me hear."

The elder cautiously watched Yang Fei's expression, seeing no change, he continued.

"My granddaughter is the sole royal bloodline of the Fire-Swallowing Tribe."

"If Master Yang does not mind, I hope you can accept her as a little attendant, to look after her now and then."