"The Treasure of the Gods was left for the descendants of the Human Race. You are but a commoner; how could you possibly covet it all for yourself!" Sheng Tian Heaven Daoist said, his words flowing with sanctimonious grace. "If you take this treasure for yourself, not only will you bring death upon yourself, but you will also invite the annihilation of your Xiyan Ancient Sect! A wise man knows how to adapt to the circumstances. Take one share of the treasure and leave the rest. Brother Qingxuan and I can guarantee your safe departure!"
"Pah—" Chen Baojiao spat disdainfully. "So this is a 'favored son of Heaven'? You're nothing but a hypocritical, cowardly rat. Trying to steal someone's treasure while dressing it up in such righteous words. Could anyone be more shameless!"
Being called out by Chen Baojiao, Sheng Tian Heaven Daoist's face alternated between red and pale. However, he just let out a cold snort, his arrogance undiminished.
