"Hehe, who would have thought that just half of a Heavenly Fiend item would have so many Daoists scrambling for it. Do you all have such confidence in finding that Yang Banner, and aren't afraid it might bring disaster to your tribe instead of fortune?" A hoarse female voice suddenly laughed coldly across the plaza.
"If that's the case, why bother bidding for it, Celestial Guan? You might as well just let us have this treasure." A sharp voice replied unceremoniously.
"Let you? Does the Shixiao Clan have such a big appetite to swallow this Heavenly Fiend item, not afraid of bursting your belly?" The hoarse woman said disdainfully.
"The Shixiao Clan doesn't have such an appetite, but I wonder if the Mayfly Clan can handle this treasure in Celestial Guan's eyes." An eerie old man's voice suddenly sounded from inside a Flying House.
"Mayfly Clan"
Most of the Mahayana Elders' expressions changed drastically upon hearing this voice.
