Lu Yangxin thought no wonder this kid insisted on running to such a forsaken place, it turned out he came here to sell blood.
So shameless.
He wasn't even afraid of the Phoenix Tribe finding out and eliminating him as a competitor.
Lu Yang had already planned it out; when the time came, he would step forward, assuming the identity of Elder Brother Phoenix Ancestor, to persuade the Phoenix Tribe to leave a complete corpse.
"Please stop, elders," the two Golden Core cultivators stationed at the entrance of the hall politely stopped the two men, intending to confirm their realms.
Those who usually come here have invitations; just displaying it would be enough. There are also Nascent Soul Stage cultivators from foreign lands without invitations; in such cases, one's realm needs to be confirmed.
Otherwise, anyone wearing a mask could enter the Nascent Soul Hall of the black market; that would be quite the joke.
