The Sutras, all the Sutras?
This is their foundation, their accumulation, and the true confidence of the thousand-year-old temple. Would they really give them all?
Even Master Pudu, with his state of mind, almost cursed.
The surrounding monks all glared, their killing intent boiling.
Jiang Ming's expression was indifferent, surrounded by a killing aura, simply staring at the abbot.
"Okay!" Master Pudu pondered and reluctantly nodded, "Jiang Donor, please state the remaining two conditions."
"Second!" Jiang Ming revealed a smile, "Have one of the Great Grandmasters of your Great Dalin Temple pass away; third, exterminate the Sun and Moon Demon Sect."
