The next day, Fang Ning received some news.
"The gods and deities of the Upper Realm disagree. They've agreed to hand over their ancient books and records, but they've disagreed the other conditions," Bodhisattva Spirit King said helplessly.
"Hehe, is that so?" Fang Ning was not angry, but responded softly, "Alright then, let's leave it to fate then."
"Alright, I'll reply this way then," Spirit King Bodhisattva heaved a huge sigh and left.
After the Bodhisattva left, Sir System said in an upset tone, "Are these gods stupid? They'd rather have money than their lives?"
"Hmph, gods are just like humans. As long as they don't step into a coffin, good fortune will always be hard to give up. Not to mention, they'll use that accumulated wealth to transform back to gods later on. If they give us everything, they won't have hope in restoring their god positions anymore, so how would they be willing?" Fang Ning analyzed calmly.