My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

The phantom figure sighed softly. "I sense the presence of an Eastern Ancient Immortal in this space. If I act rashly, it'll only draw that immortal out. My divine body was destroyed, and my current strength is less than even a ten-thousandth of my peak. Dealing with that Ancient Immortal will be difficult." Though it was somewhat embarrassing to admit, it was the truth. The Twilight War and the Ancient Immortals had left an indelible mark on Frey's psyche.

Bobbit asked quietly, "What if that Ancient Immortal attacks us?"

The phantom figure shook his head. "Her aura is very weak, but she can sense my presence. She won't make a move so easily as long as I don't either." With these words, Frey's figure slowly disappeared.

Bobbit turned to Maidee. "Maidee, since the god has given us a mandate, we must obtain the sword!"

"I think we should first negotiate with the Eastern cultivators," Maidee suggested.

"Negotiate? How?" Bobbit asked, puzzled.

"We'll make a guarantee to them not to touch treasures that belong to the East, and in return, they must not take treasures that belong to the West," Maidee explained.

"Will they accept it, though?" Bobbit doubted the Easterners would agree to such terms, given their superior strength.

either. Survival of the fittest was

asked, "Do you have a better plan, then?" Bobbit

If the negotiation fails, we'll think of something else." Seeing that Maidee had volunteered himself, Bobbit guessed that

gods, they were divided into 12 ranks. One to four was considered low-tier, five to eight mid-tier, and

god, he was still a god.

in negotiating with the Eastern cultivators. "I'll go with

group were

why are you still hesitating? If you delay

key to our victory against the Western cultivators.

what happened

knew well that they would not be able to deter the Western cultivators. He did not want these Profound

and asked, "Senior