Qin Yun watched the four delegates in front of him take their seats. Once they were all seated, they remained courteous with one another but there was still a detectable hostility between them.
"Fellow Daoist Qin Yun, you previously mentioned that this decision would be made fair and square," said the gentleman.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, rest assured." Qin Yun smiled. "Since everyone is here, shall we begin immediately?"
"Let us begin."
"Fellow Daoist Qin Yun, feel free to make your requirements known."
Everyone present was extremely solemn. They were shouldering the responsibility of representing an entire faction.
Qin Yun removed the Cosmic Bag by his waist and stretched the bag's mouth wide. Immediately, a massive bronze cauldron flew out. Qin Yun grabbed its legs and casually held the ten-foot-tall cauldron up. He swept his gaze at the four people and said, "Everyone, this is the transcendent-grade Dharma treasure, the Golden Core Cauldron."
