The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Shang Ming sat behind the gauze curtain, his face not looking well. However, it wasn't because he hadn't gained anything from the exchange meeting; it was simply that he felt this way every time he saw Gu Changhuan recently.

He couldn't question him, nor could he reveal his intentions. This feeling of sitting on pins and needles made him extremely uncomfortable.

If he were to strike first…

Right now, there were plenty of cultivators within the Eastern Gu Dynasty capable of curing the Lifeless Plague, and the Eastern Gu Dynasty also had other Mahayana cultivators stationed there. Even if one was missing, it wouldn't matter, right?

However, this Gu Changhuan was not weak. Relying solely on himself, he probably didn't have complete confidence. Asking other Mahayana cultivators for help also carried the risk of leaking information…

Most importantly, even if he successfully killed Gu Changhuan, how confident was he in surviving the next Heavenly Tribulation?

Unless he could obtain a Profound Heaven Spiritual Treasure capable of warding off lightning, or dozens of Ninth-Order Lightning Aversion Talismans, otherwise, with his current strength and the luck that governed cultivators' fates, the chances of him surviving the next Heavenly Tribulation were less than one in ten.

Thinking of this, Shang Ming couldn't help but sigh. He seemed to age rapidly, and even his usually solemn and dignified demeanor became much more dispirited.

During the exchange meeting, Gu Changhuan also noticed that many cultivators were trying to contact or probe him, but none succeeded. It seemed that the formation restrictions set up by Hu Yan were indeed very good.

But he imagined that this peace and quiet would be broken after the exchange meeting ended.

This exchange meeting, composed of thirty-six Mahayana cultivators, lasted for one and a half hours without any breaks. Each cultivator more or less obtained the spiritual objects they wanted, and Gu Changhuan's gains were second only to Hu Yan's.

There was no way around it. Gu Changhuan needed too many spiritual objects, his interests and hobbies were extensive, and most importantly, the Nine Yuan Lightning Dissipation Talisman was very popular, making Gu Changhuan feel the extravagance of not lacking money countless times.

After the one-on-many exchange meeting ended, Hu Yan stepped onto the stage and removed the various formation restrictions between the gauze curtains.

"In the following period, fellow cultivators can freely reach transactions with other fellow cultivators present, exchange cultivation insights, or discuss matters other than the exchange of spiritual objects."

As Hu Yan spoke, his gaze subtly glanced in the direction where Gu Changhuan was, obviously implying something.

Gu Changhuan's expression was calm, and he simply picked up his teacup and savored the tea.

This occasion, where Mahayana cultivators from various races gathered together, was extremely rare. Moreover, even if these Mahayana cultivators present didn't have any friendship, they couldn't be said to have conflicts of interest or grudges. Therefore, this exchange meeting could proceed so smoothly; in the past, everyone would definitely take the opportunity to exchange cultivation insights, but now everyone's minds were completely elsewhere.

As soon as Hu Yan finished speaking, a Mahayana cultivator preemptively spoke up:

"Fellow cultivator Gu said that he has found a way to cure the Lifeless Plague, and we naturally dare not doubt it;"

"We just don't know what fellow cultivator Gu needs us to do to be willing to tell us the method to cure the Lifeless Plague?"

"If we were to hire cultivators from the Eastern Gu Dynasty to cure our race's cultivators of the Lifeless Plague, what reward would we need to pay?"

The person who asked the question was none other than Jin Rou.

She looked at Gu Changhuan with a solemn expression, her eyes as sharp and piercing as an eagle's.

The Feather Race was a powerful race with many cultivators, and naturally, there were also quite a few who suffered from the Lifeless Plague, but it had not yet reached the point of endangering the race. However, if this problem could be solved, it would also be beneficial to the war.

After Jin Rou raised her two questions, the gazes of the Mahayana cultivators present all fell on Gu Changhuan in unison.

It should be known that everyone present was a Mahayana cultivator, and there were even four late-stage Mahayana cultivators. Even if high-level cultivators didn't circulate their true essence, they would still unconsciously exert pressure with their divine sense and aura. Some Mahayana cultivators who had been through many battles could even shatter people's courage with just a glance. If it were an ordinary cultivator who had just advanced to Mahayana not long ago, not to mention whether they would be intimidated, their hearts would definitely tremble.

However, Gu Changhuan had never been an ordinary person. He had never feared facing strong enemies in one-on-many situations, so how could he be easily intimidated?

When facing the Human Race before, Gu Changhuan could directly tell them the method or principle for curing the Lifeless Plague, but when facing foreign races, Gu Changhuan would not speak so easily.