Chi Ming and Yang Tian, truly as silent as the snow, all the cultivators in attendance were utterly quiet, awaiting the response of the Western Two Saints.
Even more so, some were even muttering to themselves: "My idol! This Qingmingzi really has guts, daring to pressure the Western Two Saints like this!"
Jieyin put down the teacup he was holding, and the extremely sorrowful face suddenly smiled, saying: "I wonder, Fellow Daoist Qingmingzi, what item would you like this poor monk to give?"
"Wow!" The entire audience erupted in surprise.
In the entire Huaxia Divine Land, who did not know that Jieyin and Zhunti were famously stingy? They weren't just frugal themselves, but they also seldom bestowed treasures upon their disciples. Yet now, faced with Li Qingming's questioning, they dared to provoke in such a way. It was unclear what Jieyin had up his sleeve!
"Oh?" Li Qingming smiled faintly and said, "Since Master Uncle Jieyin is so confident, then this junior will not hold back!"
