Feeling the terrifying aura, the disciples and elders of the Cyan Bamboo Sect turned pale, finding it hard to breathe.
Especially since the two outsiders were not ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators but Middle Stage True Monarchs, the crowd grew even more anxious.
"True Monarch Cyan Bamboo, if you recognize the situation, hand over the opportunities you obtained from the ruins quickly. Let's explore the ruins together; the gains should be shared equally, not hoarded by you alone."
"Indeed, True Monarch Cyan Bamboo, we will not treat you unfairly. Show us what you obtained in the ruins, and we can divide it into three equal parts, leaving you with a share. Otherwise, you are injured now, and can this array resist the two of us? Even if it can, if we besiege you outside the mountain gate for a year or more, can the Cyan Bamboo Sect endure? It's better to hand it over sooner to avoid a major loss!"
