Cultivator Junjun's eyes widened as he shouted angrily, "Quit your bullsh*t! Is my life not even worth that of your clone's?
"You tricked my feelings, wasted my tears!"
"Haha."
Old Dragon laughed coldly, "My clone was made with the soil underneath your feet and shaped with the water in this pond. It's then refined with the roots of the spiritual roots next to the pond. Do you feel that it's as valuable as you?"
"I, that…"
Cultivator Junjun's words stopped. With that comparison, he suddenly felt like his entire body was trash…
In the end, he pulled the feelings card, sincerely exclaiming, "It's still my life! I'm your dear teammate! Furthermore, we're old buddies from the same Eldritch hometown! Emotions are priceless!"
Old Dragon snorted, "Feelings are expensive, this time I made a huge loss."