Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 487 You Can't Afford to Pay for the Wasteland

The awe-inspiring presence of the White Sun Ancient Dragon Vine was not limited to the human race alone.

The vast majority of races in the universe have discovered how terrifying this plant is.

Thus, the days of the [Deep Spirit King] in the Star Tower became increasingly difficult.

Every race wants to obtain the ancient dragon vine at the peak of the King-level on his body so they can study it carefully.

Bai Yang sat cross-legged in the cultivation room and slowly opened his eyes.

Just now, the Abyss Sub-body was discovered again by a demon race being who was close to becoming an invincible king.

The main body also had to spare some energy to help, but fortunately they finally managed to shake off the pursuers.

It's inevitable that he won't bring the royal armor or any valuable treasures; Bai Yang has gotten used to it.

Just then, Star Guardian notified him that he had received an important email.

His expression turned serious as soon as he saw the orange-red title.

He immediately opened the email and quickly read through all the contents.

It turns out that the Lord of Desolation wanted to have a face-to-face talk with his teacher, and the Lord of Dragon Walk was asking for his opinion.

Bai Yang couldn't help but sneer:

"The Lord of Desolation really doesn't consider Xingyang Group as my property."

Do you think that convincing the teacher means you've got me under control?

The Lord of the Universe has a truly lofty vision!

After he finished speaking, Star Guardian asked:

"So what should we do?"

Bai Yang chuckled and asked:

"How's the mercenary business within the tribe going right now?"

Star Guardian immediately reported:

"Below the level of Immortal King, for all the tasks we are capable of undertaking, the market sales revenue has already accounted for one-third."

The lower the cultivation level and the greater the number of tasks, the higher our market share.

Yang Wu, Wei Mintai, and Jia Yi—they all did an excellent job.

Bai Yang nodded, very satisfied with the result.

He only gave some guidance at the time; the rest of the details were left to them to figure out on their own.

They were able to force the Lord of Desolation to lose face and ask for negotiations; they couldn't have done any better.

Bai Yang said:

"What the teacher means is that I should meet with that guy again."

What will happen to the Space Mercenary Alliance if things continue like this?

Star Guardian had already developed a predictive model for this situation.

She answered almost without hesitation:

"Xingyang Security Company's brand effect has gradually been established."

Now, at the grassroots level of our community, our influence is no less than theirs.

Time is on our side; the longer we delay, the greater our victory.

Bai Yang quickly glanced at the information Xing Shou had sent to his personal computer, and now he had a better understanding of the situation.

Then he gave the Lord of Dragons a positive email reply: "Let's meet then."

A few days later, in the virtual universe.

The plane in which the two cosmic rulers once fought a great battle.

Bai Yang and the Lord of Dragons arrived together and came to a small mountain peak here.

At the top of the mountain, there are several pavilions, seemingly built specifically for people to rest.

The Lord of the Wasteland had been sitting there waiting for a long time. When he saw the two of them arrive, he stood up.

The Dragon Lord was a step ahead of Bai Yang, and chuckled as soon as he saw him.

"You're here early enough."

The Lord of the Wasteland's scale-covered face changed color slightly.

Thousands of years ago, although the Lord of Dragons was not afraid of him, he would never have spoken to him in such a mocking tone.

They weren't really that close; it was normal for Long Xing and Chaos to joke around like that.

He suppressed his dissatisfaction and spoke:

"Since I invited you, it's only right that I arrived early."

The Lord of Dragons smiled and turned to look at Bai Yang, but remained silent.

This attitude clearly shows that:

You did invite me, but I don't have the final say on what happened today. You should talk to the person in charge!

The Lord of the Desolate Realm immediately felt uncomfortable. Did he, the dignified Lord of the Universe, have to apologize to a junior first?

You guys are going too far!

The meeting between the three people immediately reached a stalemate.

Bai Yang and the Lord of Desolate Mirror were standing very close to each other, yet they seemed not to see each other at all.

Always wait for the other person to speak first.

In this situation, whoever speaks first is essentially bowing down.

A few seconds later, Bai Yang saw that even at this point, the Lord of Desolation was still putting on airs.

He doesn't have time to waste on him.

The fact that he came today has already fulfilled the Dragon Lord's instructions; the rest is none of our business.

He bowed slightly to the teacher, then turned and left.

Once he reaches the foot of the mountain in this plane, he can leave this place by himself through the portal.

In the blink of an eye, he had left the pavilion and started walking down the mountain path.

When the Lord of the Wasteland saw that he was actually going to leave, he became really anxious.

With a wave of his right hand, the space in front of Bai Yang shifted, and he suddenly stepped back into the pavilion.

The Lord of Dragons was caught off guard and said with dissatisfaction:

"Outrageous! What do you mean?!"

The Lord of the Desolate Realm looked embarrassed and could only say:

"We still have things to discuss, so there's no rush for anyone to leave."

Bai Yang was in a good mood after being forcibly transported to a different space, and chuckled:

"What's there to talk about with the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance, one of the five major powers?"

Lord of the Wasteland clenched his fists suddenly, then released them after a moment.

No junior had ever dared to speak to him like that before!

The other party is a realm lord!

Normally, if such an act of insubordination and provocation of the dignity of the powerful occurs, it would be considered a serious offense.

He killed the other party outright, and none of the realm lord's elders had anything to say.

They even had to take the initiative to apologize and beg for his forgiveness!

But now, that's absolutely not going to work!

Everything has changed!

He forced a calm expression and said to Bai Yang:

"Bai Yang, I admit I underestimated you before."

But my original intention was for the sake of my community.

If you are dissatisfied, I can formally apologize to you.

There's no need for the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance and the Star Sun Group to remain at odds forever.

The Primordial One, the Giant Axe, and none of the cosmic lords within the race would wish for things to continue this way.

The Lord of Dragons interjected:

"Random thoughts, you're not just going to spout nonsense, are you?"

The Lord of the Wasteland immediately said:

"Of course not."

I can compensate you with three priceless treasures; you can choose any type you like.

Three priceless treasures? That's quite a generous gesture.

The Lord of Dragons turned to look at Bai Yang, giving him a questioning look.

Bai Yang asked, "Teacher, is there anything you need?"

The Lord of the Desolate Mirror immediately changed his expression and hurriedly said:

"This is compensation for you!"

The Lord of Dragons chuckled and said:

"I'm not that lacking."

What I truly need, even Huang Jian cannot provide.

The wealth of the dignified Lord of Yu Bao Hall, the Lord of Dragon Journey, is actually greater than that of the Lord of Huang Jian.

A supreme palace-level treasure? A supreme realm-level treasure? A supreme soul-level treasure?

There's no need to even mention this; you couldn't get it even if you killed him.

Bai Yang recalled: "That day, my compatriots who had died, you, teacher, came and resurrected them yourself."

If you don't need it, then I certainly don't need it either.

The Lord of the Desolate Realm finally couldn't hold back any longer and roared:

"So what exactly do you want?"

Bai Yang smiled and said, "We're all martial artists, so let's let our strength speak for itself."

The Lord of the Wasteland was suddenly startled, hardly believing his ears:

"You want to make a bet with me?"

Suddenly, a burly figure wearing a hood appeared beside Bai Yang; this person had just emerged from his ring.

He pointed at the man and laughed:

"It wasn't me, it was him."

If you win, we'll call it even.

If you lose...

The Lord of the Desolate Mirror was overjoyed and immediately said:

"It's a deal!"

(End of this chapter)