"Oh?" Hearing Qin Yu's words, the three linen-robed elderly men appeared somewhat shocked.
They looked at each other and seemed not to expect Qin Yu to agree so readily.
"However, the Traceless Immortal Scripture is not with me for the time being. After the day of the Path of Heaven ends, I will definitely give it to you," Qin Yu continued.
After hearing this, the expressions of the three people instantly turned cold.
"I've long heard that Qin Yu is crafty and cunning. Now I've seen it today. You really live up to your reputation," a linen-robed elderly man said coldly.
"If you don't hand over the Traceless Immortal Scripture today, not only will you not have the chance to participate in the day of the Path of Heaven, but you will also die here!" another person shouted.
Qin Yu looked at the warship that was going further away, anxiety could not help but rise in his heart.