'Trade the Venerable Soul Banner for a Soul Transformation Stone?'
The moment he said that, the atmosphere in the room instantly grew tense.
Anyone could tell that Yan Yu's words held not the slightest bit of sincerity!
The value of the Venerable Soul Banner was far greater than that of the Soul Transformation Stone; the two simply couldn't be compared.
Luo Baitong's expression immediately soured.
"Daoist Yan, this isn't what you said before!"
"Daoist Luo, this matter has nothing to do with you. You should leave now."
"I can't!"
Luo Baitong's face was cold as ice.
He had always been reliable in his dealings and couldn't let Yan Yu ruin his reputation.
"Daoist Yan, a man's word is his bond. As the esteemed Young Master of Blood Beast Valley, how can you be so fickle? What will this do to Blood Beast Valley's reputation?"
"Heh, we're all Tribulation Cultivators. What's the point of talking about honor?"
Yan Yu was all smiles, but it was a sinister one.
