"These are not human Martial Artists; they are all puppets!" The strongest among the ten Demigod Undead sensed sothing amiss.
As undead, they were naturally very sensitive to the breath of life. Though these puppets’ unique form made detection difficult, they couldn’t escape his perception.
"Wow, never has anyone ever seen through my Demigod Puppets before!" Fang Jueyu was secretly shocked. His Demigod Puppets had been used countless tis, even before demigods, but no one had ever discovered they were lifeless puppets.
"Host, the strength of this Demigod before they passed was likely stronger than the principal of your Cosmic Federation School!" Little Yi said, "Among the past two civilizations, there shouldn’t have existed anyone with a higher status than them."
"Ah, what a pity that this grandmaster didn’t survive until now. Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been anything left for the Cosmic Federation School." Fang Jueyu could sense the extraordinariness of this undead.
Thousands of Demigod Puppets clearly shocked those undead. Strength-wise, each Demigod Puppet was no weaker than them, and coupled with Fang Jueyu’s modifications that enhanced their effectiveness against undead, it was clear to the undead they were at a disadvantage.
"Young man, what exactly do you want?" The Demigod spoke, signaling their surrender!
"It’s done easily if you calm down and talk properly. There’s no need for fighting and killing at first sight!" Fang Jueyu showed a confident smile, knowing these undead were scared.
Of course, they weren’t afraid of death. They were the Heroic Spirits of two nations, carrying on only by sheer willpower and faith.
What they feared was entirely disappearing from the world and unable to continue guarding the realm they once grew up in.
"So, what’s it going to be? Continue fighting or have a proper talk?" Fang Jueyu glanced at the other Demigod Undead. "I don’t like bullying elders, so don’t push !"
"Elders..." The undead smirked. Once they broke through to Transcender status, concepts like aging or illness didn’t exist; elder had beco an unfamiliar term.
However, considering the young man’s life aura, his age was likely just a shadow of theirs, so calling them elders didn’t seem off.
"Sigh!" They sighed heavily. Given the current setup on both sides, even if they extinguished their Soul Fire and shattered their remaining will, it was impossible to stop the army ford by thousands of Demigod Puppets—resistance was pointless.
Even if they sacrificed to protect their previous civilization, once they perished, Oras City and Morals Capital City would beco playgrounds for so insignificant types, and their accumulated treasures of countless years would scatter outside cosmic civilization.
"You’ve co to this cosmic tomb looking for sothing, haven’t you?"
Fang Jueyu’s pupils dilated; he hadn’t expected to be seen through.
"Hahaha, with the value of these thousands of Demigod Puppets on you, even emptying two national treasuries wouldn’t compare. Common things likely don’t interest you, so speak—what are you here for? We’ll hand it over, and you leave!"
"No wonder those from that era survived; their minds are sharp!" Fang Jueyu lanted.
For him, the treasures of this realm might not hold any appeal. He only sought the sixth fragnt.
But he had promised the Zisman Team mbers they’d plunder the treasure vault this ti. He couldn’t go back on his word! Fang Jueyu had to admit that sotis his pride was quite significant!
"Do you think you have any leverage to negotiate with now?" Fang Jueyu laughed, "I’m not flattening Oras City with my Demigod Puppets out of respect for you as seniors. But you must respect in return!"
The Demigod Undead’s faces couldn’t help but show a flicker of anger; in all their long years, living or undead, they’d never faced any threats.
"Na your terms!" The leading Demigod Undead sighed again.
"Give what I want and let my team friends each take 100 items from your treasure vault!"
"100 is too many! No more than ten!"
"No, ten is too few! At least 90!" Fang Jueyu insisted forcefully.
"20 is our limit!"
"80, or I’ll flatten this place and take everything!"
"You... 30 items... Otherwise, I’ll trigger the array, and even if you survive, all relics here will be destroyed, leaving you with nothing!"
"Go ahead and trigger! Just see how you face your ancestors in the afterlife! 70 items—this is showing respect to you!"
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"Are they actually bargaining?" The Zisman Team mbers, next to Fang Jueyu, clearly heard his conversation.
Originally expecting a epic battle, they hadn’t anticipated Lin Zhengying summoning a legion of golden Demigods to intimidate the undead and now negotiating terms for them.
"Brother Lin, let it go; we’ve already gathered so much from previous searches. No need to go all out for us!" Zisman advised, content with their bounty for this trip with Fang Jueyu’s favor.
"No way! It’s a matter of principle!" Fang Jueyu stubbornly replied. "I promised you’d enter the vault, and into the vault you must go!"
"60 items, or a fight—I don’t believe you’d really trigger!"
"50 items!"
"Alright, deal!"
Having never t one so shaless, the Demigod Undead had to relent. Indeed, unless necessary, they didn’t want to detonate the array, eradicating their civilization’s traces.
"Go ahead, 50 items may not be many, but with keen eyes, your rewards won’t be less!" Fang Jueyu advised the Zisman Team, knowing the most precious things of Oras City lay within.
"Brother Lin, this you’ve done for us; if you ever need us, the Zisman Team will answer anyti!" Zisman thumped their chest firmly.
Five Demigods from the Oras Kingdom stepped forward; the vault was their masterpiece, requiring activation by all five to unlock.
Advancing, they pointed forward, a magnificent door manifested out of thin air. As it opened, a rich energy flow erged, exposing the vault’s priceless troves!
"Only 50 items!" The Demigod Undead stepped aside with a pained expression.
The Zisman Team hesitated, but allowed to select 50 items, they were already quite satisfied!
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