After receiving the payment, the shopkeeper wrapped up the statue and handed it to Li Qiye while speaking: “Goldsheep Conqueror sold it to us.”

Li Qiye derived the dao and the statue emitted an evil sound. Thick black liquid also seeped outward - clearly a sign of the primal darkness.

“It’s here?” Zhitian murmured.

“Where is Goldsheep Conqueror?” Li Qiye tossed the statue, no longer needing it.

The shopkeeper stared at him without responding. The old servant understood and paid another ten million.

Surprisingly, the shopkeeper didn’t accept the sum and said: “For free this time. Goldsheep...