But now, he was the first to lose his composure.
"We get on the platform just because you say so? Who do you think you are, the Sect Leader of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect?" Zou Feng sneered.
Li Dingjie snorted, his eyes wide. "You. Don't you dare?"
Then, with a painfully forced laugh, he shouted, "The prodigy celebrated by the ringing of the Celestial Dao Cauldron, the hidden dragon of two leaderboards from back in the Outer Sect… Is this all you are?!"
"Didn't you just say you didn't even see me as a threat back in Great Yan? What, have you suddenly realized whose fist is stronger?"
Zou Feng waved his hand. "No need to goad me. If you want me on the Dao Discussion Platform, it's simple. One hundred thousand Immortal Fate points!"
This wasn't a number Zou Feng had just pulled out of thin air; it was the result of careful consideration.
Opportunities like this were rare. If he asked for too little, it clearly wouldn't be worth it.
