Yun Chujiu, Where Is Your Honor?

Master Xuanyuan asked indifferently, "Then what do you want to say?"

Du Guyi glanced at Yun Chujiu sinisterly. "There are two choices. Either we hand this little girl over to our Heavenly Gates sect to deal with, or we send ten people from each side to compete. The prize of the competition is a hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones! Master Xuanyuan, what will Spirit Radiance Sect choose?"

Yun Chujiu weakly stretched out her small claws. "Master Xuanyuan, may I say something?"

Master Xuanyuan nodded. "Yes."

Yun Chujiu smiled at Du Guyi. "From the two choices that Master Dugu mentioned, I understand that I, Yun Chujiu, are equivalent to a hundred thousand Spirit Stones. I wonder how sect leader Du Guyi wants to deal with me? Why don't you tell me, and if it's not too serious, just give me one hundred thousand spirit stones and I'll be at your disposal!"