System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

After careful consideration and comparing his own cards with those of his own, Jiang Tianxiao felt even more uncertain.

"Even if the main formation of my Jiang clan's core stronghold is fully activated, and all the Crimson Armor Guards are deployed in battle formation, even with the guidance and support of the ten elders, the Jiang clan can only produce three clansmen with strength comparable to the mid-stage of the Myriad Manifestations Realm in a short period of time."

"The black-clad girl who easily killed Jiang Xiong just now is at least a Great Demon of the Myriad Manifestations Realm, and a Great Demon of the Myriad Manifestations Realm with the bloodline of a divine beast."

After comparing the two in his mind, Jiang Tianxiao's forehead began to bead with sweat. He secretly glanced at Chen Xuan, who was sitting in the lower seat with a look of bewilderment, and thought to himself, "This kid's strength is still a mystery. He clearly only has the aura of the Innate Realm, yet he was able to easily defeat Jiang Ming, a sword genius of the Foundation Establishment Realm, in a sword sparring match."

Clearly, Jiang Tianxiao was already aware of Chen Xuan's previous sword sparring with Jiang Ming. Moreover, Jiang Ming had said that Chen Xuan had obviously held back a lot during that sword sparring session, and that in several exchanges, Chen Xuan could have easily defeated him reflexively on several occasions, but he did not make a move.

A flood of information rushed through Jiang Tianxiao's mind, and without a second thought, he abandoned his impulse to besiege Chen Xuan and force him to relinquish the spiritual land. As the patriarch, leader, and decision-maker of the Jiang clan, all of Jiang Tianxiao's decisions directly affected the fate of the entire Jiang clan.

He believed the outcome of this prediction was extremely risky. If it failed, the Jiang clan would face Chen Xuan's endless wrath, which could lead to their extermination. In the end, Jiang Tianxiao could only suppress this impulse.

At this moment, Chen Xuan had no idea what Jiang Tianxiao was thinking. Hearing Jiang Tianxiao praise the spirit grain so highly, he cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "Although the spirit grain is rare, as long as Chen Xuan promises, a certain amount of spirit grain will be handed over to the Jiang family every year."

Chen Xuan's words were neither humble nor arrogant; this was the essence of playing the long game. No matter how good the spirit grain was, if the other party hadn't used it or experienced its benefits, why would they crave it? Since they craved it but lacked the confidence to defeat him and seize it, wouldn't they have to offer sufficient leverage in the exchange?

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, the ten elders in the hall all showed strange expressions. In fact, after experiencing firsthand the benefits of the spirit valley for cultivation, many elders had already conceived the idea of ​​capturing Chen Xuan and seizing the spirit field's treasures.

However, Jiang Tianxiao was the true decision-maker within the Jiang clan. Seeing that their ancestor not only wasn't envious but was even more amiable towards Chen Xuan than before, they knew that their ancestor had no such intentions. Left with no other choice, they could only settle for a cooperative transaction.

"Haha, young friend Chen Xuan is indeed straightforward. My Jiang family is aware of your request." Jiang Tianxiao stood up from the armchair and looked at Chen Xuan with a smile. "I will personally take you to the Daoist Scripture Hall."

Upon hearing this, all ten elders were shocked. The Daoist Canon is related to the foundation and millennia of accumulation of a tribe. How could it be easily opened to outsiders?

Chen Xuan was also taken aback by Jiang Tianxiao's words. He had originally thought that Jiang Tianxiao would give him some of the accumulated cultivation methods and inheritances, at most one or two good cultivation techniques. But he never expected this outcome.

Chen Xuan also stood up at this moment. He looked at Jiang Tianxiao with kindness in his eyes and decided not to doubt anything. With a flick of his wrist, the second brocade pouch containing one hundred catties of spirit grain flew towards Jiang Tianxiao.

“The hundred catties just now were the annual tax; this hundred catties is what we are trading with each other.”

Chen Xuan remained calm as he finished speaking, showing no sign of distress.

Seeing that Chen Xuan easily took out two hundred catties of spirit grain, Jiang Tianxiao stopped speculating and laughed as he reached out to accept the brocade pouch.