"One thousand pills, all top-grade," Xiaoyao said.

"One thousand? This seems..."

"Per sect!" Xiaoyao added.

"What? One thousand per sect? All top-grade pills?" Everyone exclaimed. Even for these top-tier sects, top-grade pills were extremely rare. After all these years of accumulation, their current stock of top-grade pills was about one thousand, or even less.

Therefore, if Xiaoyao could provide so many top-grade pills, it would definitely be enough to buy them off. Even if they had lost a lot, they could recover from it.

Even losing one or two God Level experts wouldn't matter anymore—one thousand top-grade pills could create many more God Level experts.

"That's right! One thousand pills, but this depends on our medicinal materials. The variety of pills doesn't count—you know that materials for top-grade pills are extremely rare and hard to find," Xiaoyao added.

"We understand this. Top-grade pills all have their uses—anything will do."

...

"Yes!"

"Wait, what you're saying means you refine the pills yourselves?"

Someone suddenly realized that Xiaoyao's words meant self-refining, not taking out existing ones. This also surprised them greatly.

People who could currently refine top-grade pills were extremely rare, and some techniques had been lost. This was even more surprising to them than the Luo family obtaining a treasure vault.

"Naturally. If you provide materials, you can specify which pills you want, but we won't compensate for materials," Xiaoyao said.

"No problem!" someone immediately responded. As long as they could refine the top-grade pills they wanted, never mind materials—they would pay even greater prices.

At this moment, everyone seemed attracted by this condition and began showing signs of reconciliation, which seemed incredible.

However, things often don't go so smoothly!

"Ridiculous. You're lying, aren't you? Can you really refine top-grade pills?" the God Level martial artist beside Xiaoyao spoke with cold laughter.

"Right. This matter hasn't been confirmed as true yet. Who knows if this compensation exists? If we release them and this turns out to be false, wouldn't we be fooled?"

Everyone immediately agreed. After all, this was just talk—they still had great doubts about it. They had just been momentarily excited, stunned by the news of one thousand pills per sect.

Now thinking carefully, this matter still needed further discussion.

"Exactly, we almost got fooled. For safety's sake, you stay here. If it's true, we'll consider releasing you and reconciling with you," Yun Kaitai and the others said.

Keeping Xiaoyao and the others here under control was the best decision no matter what.

"Staying is fine. If you want to know, you can prepare some materials. I can refine some for you first," Xiaoyao said unconcernedly.

"You? You're saying you can?" everyone said.

"You can choose not to believe, but I can prove it," Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"Fine. Let's try first—we won't lose anything." Everyone looked at each other, then nodded. This matter could wait—they had time. After all, Xiaoyao and the others were under control, so they weren't afraid of problems arising.

"However, you need some restrictions," everyone looked toward Guxing and the others. If things continued like this, they were really afraid problems might arise.

"What restrictions do you need?" Nangong Suxin asked.

"Cripple your martial arts," the God Level martial artist beside Xiaoyao said. This statement made everyone frown slightly. Crippling martial arts in this situation seemed unreasonable. If they really could refine top-grade pills, it would be better not to offend them.

"Do you think this is meaningful?" Xiaoyao glanced at that martial artist, then said to Guxing and the others, "You should go back first. I'm fine here."

"Mm, since you're fine, we'll leave!" Nangong Suxin nodded.

"But..." the Young Miss said.

"It's fine. As long as we don't compromise, they won't do anything to Xiaoyao. Hostages only have value when they achieve their purpose," Nangong Third Miss said.

"I'll stay," Guxing said at this moment.

"That works."

Xiaoyao and the others discussed it. Actually, there was no problem with Guxing staying here—she was at God Level and definitely had enough self-protection ability.

"I'll stay too. I'm not important anyway," Luo Yuntian said. Although he was at God Level, to Yun Kaitai and these people, he really didn't seem to matter much.

"And me—they won't do anything to me either," Wang Yanyu said at this time. She was from the Haoran Sect, so naturally there would be no problems.

"Hey, hey, what do you think this place is—come as you please, leave as you please?" Yun Kaitai said somewhat unhappily. These people really didn't take his group seriously.

"Old man, let me tell you—since we came, we have ways to leave. Do you believe it?" the Young Miss said with a smile.

"..." Everyone fell silent. Based on past experience, the credibility of the Young Miss's words was very high. They might not be a match for any single God Level martial artist here, but they had other methods.

"Try it. If you dare to leave, I'll chop off one of his hands. Although I can't kill him, we can torture him," Yun Kaitai said coldly. Don't think you can come and go freely like this.

"Well, it looks like this old thing isn't joking. Xiaoyao, it seems we can't leave," the Young Miss looked at Xiaoyao with a smile, seemingly having no objections to staying.

"He indeed can do this. Fine, let's stay for now," Xiaoyao also said unconcernedly.

"Good!" the Young Miss smiled.

None of them seemed to think staying was dangerous—the kind of danger where they could lose their lives at any moment.

"Aren't you afraid we'll harm you?" Yun Kaitai and the others found it strange. These young people's reactions seemed too odd, as if they didn't take the matter seriously at all.

"Whether we're afraid or not, you won't change your minds anyway, so what's the problem? Besides, we believe you'll accept Xiaoyao's proposal. His proposal is indeed tempting, and war isn't beneficial to you either," Nangong Suxin said, directly jumping down and walking toward Xiaoyao.

Then Guxing and the others also jumped down, bringing Nangong Third Miss with them, all walking toward Xiaoyao.

"Indeed, the new generation surpasses the old. We old folks will be eliminated sooner or later," an old veteran God Level martial artist sighed, greatly admiring the behavior of Guxing and these girls.

If things developed this way, Xiaoyao and the others could complete peace talks in a few days and end the war, as long as Xiaoyao refined top-grade pills.

However, things still weren't going smoothly—something else happened, and still...

"What does this count as—a happy ending?" At this moment, the God Level martial artist beside Xiaoyao spoke again.

"You're quite interesting. Why do you keep saying strange things? Do you have other purposes?" Xiaoyao looked at the God Level martial artist beside him. He had found it strange before—this God Level martial artist seemed very unfriendly toward Xiaoyao and had said things he shouldn't have said.

Of course, undeniably his words were correct, but the problem was that at this time, Yun Kaitai and the others should have been the ones speaking, not him taking the initiative. Even if he spoke, he should have just given a reminder first, not been so direct.

"Xiaoyao, don't be rude. He's my good brother—we grew up together," Luo Yuntian said at this moment.

"Good brother? Hmph, if you really think I'm your good brother, then kill yourself," that God Level martial artist said with cold laughter.

"Ah Hao, what are you saying?" Luo Yuntian was stunned, not expecting this person he called brother to speak to him like this.

This Ah Hao, full name Situ Hao, was Luo Yuntian's senior brother. They had grown up together since childhood, practiced martial arts together, fought together, together...

For such a brother to suddenly tell him to kill himself—who could have expected such a thing?

"I told you to kill yourself!" that God Level martial artist said.

"Why?" Luo Yuntian didn't understand why Situ Hao was treating him this way. Had he changed during these twenty-plus years of separation?

Actually, it wasn't that he had changed in these twenty years—he had always been like this. Luo Yuntian didn't know that part of his and Yun Qingyi's suffering was actually due to Situ Hao.

"No reason. I just want you to die. Once you're dead, I'll feel comfortable," Situ Hao gripped Xiaoyao's neck with one hand, making it clear that with just a little force, he could snap Xiaoyao's neck.

"!?"

Not only did Luo Yuntian not believe this result, but others didn't believe it either. Although Situ Hao's strength wasn't the highest here, it wasn't weak either. To think he could be defeated by an unknown kid, and so thoroughly at that.

"Hao'er, what are you doing?" Yun Kaitai was also somewhat confused at this moment. What was Situ Hao trying to do? Although Yun Kaitai didn't like Luo Yuntian having other women, this didn't mean he wanted Luo Yuntian to die.

"Isn't this obvious? I want Yuntian to die. Stop asking such boring questions," Situ Hao said.

"Who told you to do this?" Yun Kaitai asked angrily.

"Naturally it was me. Just look at your attitude of favoring him since childhood—what would you do to him? Back then when he eloped with Qingyi, did those things that wronged Qingyi, and had this bastard with another woman, in the end you still married Qingyi to him. On the surface you say he's a bastard who deserves to die, say you're expelling him from the Fuyun Sect, but haven't you been hoping he'd come back to see you these twenty-plus years? Yet he never came back even once!" Situ Hao said with cold laughter, revealing the hatred in his heart.

"Who said that? I don't want to see this bastard—he'd better die outside!" Yun Kaitai immediately said.

(End of Chapter)