Summoning Players into My Game Chapter 728 - 374: Anxious! (Part 3)

Frontline conditions indicate that great grandmasters at their level rarely last beyond a year. They could easily perish in a major clash, since only Divine Fusion Realm experts truly anchor such battlefields as the primary forces. Nonetheless, Divine Fusion Realm powerhouses from both factions avoid direct confrontations, showing up mainly to block enemy advances into the Imperial Country's domain.

Thus, the routine bloodshed falls squarely on these great grandmasters, resulting in a terrifyingly high death rate.

"There’s a method to lighten our blame," Hu Jin paused briefly before continuing. "I’m acquainted with a star pirate who’s immensely powerful, already half-step Divine Fusion, and she perfected an ultimate technique ages ago. Partnering with her, we can surely crush the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, though her fee comes steep."

"How much is she demanding?" the Sub-demon Race elder inquired.

"Forty-five thousand tons of fourth-level blood feast!" Hu Jin replied.

"That’s our full earnings over twenty years?" The Ape Race elder furrowed his brow slightly, clenched his teeth, and declared, "I say it’s worth bringing her on board. True, our years of toil would go down the drain, but we’d dodge the frontline slaughter. Besides, seizing that Human Race woman would rack up massive merits for us."

"That’s impossible," Hu Jin shook his head. "You and I both grasp the immense value of that Human Race woman. Forget four hundred and fifty thousand tons—even forty-five thousand tons of fourth-level blood feast wouldn’t seal the deal. The forty-five thousand tons of fourth-level blood feast is merely her friendly discount to step in."

He fully grasped Huang Jiu’s character. If Huang Jiu caught wind of a prodigy like Luo Wushang, they’d never foot the bill to nab her. Their sole option would be pulling back and yielding Luo Wushang cost-free on his part, but naturally, he kept that from the other two. He’d endured heavy losses this time, his watchman role surely forfeit, so clawing back some gains was crucial.

"Fine then, provided it wipes out the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall," the Sub-demon Race elder wavered momentarily, then gritted his teeth and added, "We must wrap this up swiftly; Frost Wolf’s demise won’t stay secret forever."

A half-step Divine Fusion Realm expert, wielding an ultimate technique at the Realm of Perfection, boasts strength to challenge elite legion commanders. Enlisting such a powerhouse to tackle their crisis for forty-five thousand tons of fourth-level blood feast was an absolute steal.

"That won’t be an issue." Hu Jin nodded.

The three then hashed out details, each ponying up fifteen thousand tons of fourth-level blood feast, leaving Hu Jin to manage the talks.

Canglan Star, Restricted Area.

Within a colossal palace buried over a hundred kilometers underground, a middle-aged man towering more than three meters, his body shimmering like flawless gemstone, claimed the head position. Six grandmasters in their fifties flanked both sides. A keen eye would spot that these seemingly youthful great grandmasters had all attained the Realm of All Things, standing as premier authorities across numerous sanctuaries.

Yet right now, these young grandmasters stared in dread at the woman seated opposite—a figure just past two meters tall, her skin a vivid crimson, crowned by lengthy horns on her brow. Though she’d suppressed her aura, an innate terror still gripped the six great grandmasters.

"Huang Jiu, forgive the embarrassment," the leading middle-aged man said with a smile. "The younger generation has fallen short."

"No trouble, it’s expected," Huang Jiu smiled in return, "You mentioned serious business to discuss—why summon me here?"

As the man prepared to reply, Huang Jiu abruptly got a transmission.

"Hu Jin, what’s up?" Huang Jiu snapped impatiently.

"That deal, I agreed!" Hu Jin told Huang Jiu, reluctance lacing his voice.