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"What? The middle-aged man was stunned and said angrily,"manager an, we just paid 10000 five-colored spirit stones as you requested a few days ago. Why do you want us to pay again?"

"I\'m not forcing you to hand it over. If you\'re not willing, you can go help with the formation. You have two choices. Do as you see fit. " An Xiuwen said in a strange tone.

"What if I\'m neither willing to pay nor willing to help?" The middle-aged man couldn\'t take it anymore and his temper rose.

"Oh?" An Xiuwen looked at the middle-aged man with great interest, and then gave a look to the guard beside him.

A sword ray streaked across without any warning. It was as fast as a shooting star and as fast as lightning. Faintly, it also carried the power to break the sky.

The one who had attacked was the early stage Emperor level master.

This middle-aged man was not even a monarch level master yet. Even if he had already advanced to the monarch level, how could he possibly fight against a sovereign level master? alarmed, he pulled out his sword. With a muffled groan, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man slammed heavily into the wall and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. It was not easy for him to stand up.

"If you\'re not willing to pay or help, I can give you another choice. I\'ll ask you to leave. Which one do you choose?" An Xiuwen asked with a fake smile as he pointed to the surging waves outside the porthole, where the roars of spirit beasts could be heard from time to time.

"I\'ll pay!" The middle-aged man looked at an Xiuwen with fire in his eyes, then at the sea of death outside. In the end, he threw a storage bag to an Xiuwen.

Money could be earned again, but if one\'s spirit root was damaged, their life would be over. As for leaving the blue cloud shuttle, with his current strength, he didn\'t even have the slightest chance of survival. He actually didn\'t have a choice.

"Alright, you can go back and cultivate. I wish you the best of luck in advancing to monarch level." An Xiuwen counted the items and spoke to the middle-aged man with false sincerity.

"If there\'s anyone else who wants to pay, go back to your room and cultivate. If you\'re not willing to pay, I won\'t force you. Just go to the core array and help." An Xiuwen said to the others.

The entire Hall was deathly silent. It was only now that everyone knew that an Xiuwen\'s words about not having enough spirit stones were all bullshit. He really wanted to take this opportunity to make money.

However, in the face of the absolute threat of the other party\'s strength, no one dared to resist, even though they were filled with hatred. They could all tell that if the Emperor level expert had not shown mercy, the middle-aged man would not have been so badly injured. He would have been beheaded by the sword.

However, for an ordinary person, 10000 five-colored spirit stones was definitely not a small amount. Even an experienced spiritual weapon merchant like old GE might not be able to make a net profit of 10000. Who would be willing to take it out so easily?

Seeing the resentment, unwillingness, and helplessness in those people\'s eyes, Ling Chuxi felt a little emotional. This was the heaven domain. Without strength, one could only be slaughtered.

To be honest, Ling Chuxi really wanted to drag an Xiuwen down and give him a good beating. She had seen greedy people before, but she had never seen one so despicable, shameless, and shameless. To put it bluntly, what was the difference between this kind of behavior and robbery? However, after thinking about the method of refining a flying spiritual weapon, Ling Chuxi still endured it. It was only a matter of time before he dealt with a clown like an Xiuwen. There was no rush.

"It seems like no one is willing to pay. Let\'s continue then." Seeing that no one was willing to pay, an Xiuwen was not in a hurry and waved.

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