By the campfire, a look of shock crossed Yi Qiushui’s pretty face, and the group of arrogant young men and women stared at Zhou Yuan with playful and mocking gazes. 

What did they hear?    

The boy from another heaven dared to demand Yi Qiushui to give him one hundred ancient wood essences over five hundred years old, and then he would successfully escort her to Xuanzhou City?  

Even they wouldn’t dare to make such a guarantee, but the boy in front of them dared to say something like that?    

And under the numerous watchful gazes, Zhou Yuan remained incredibly calm.   

He was in urgent need of ancient wood essence, or rather the Yimu Qi contained in ancient wood essence, which he could refine into the Green Wood Mark. Only in this way could he restore his strength in the shortest time possible. ...