章 1123: Great Art of Destruction and Needle-Head Book

God Emperor Ming Yue's expression turned ugly after hearing Mo Wuji's mention of the Soil of Breath. How could Ming Yue not fear someone capable of restraining Sage Huan Ti? Now that the Soil of Breath belonged to him, he was naturally unwilling to hand it over to Mo Wuji.

Previously, he agreed to let Grand Desert keep the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo while he kept the Soil of Breath. How could he be happy to let someone else have something that was already his?

Ming Yue looked over at Grand Desert, who was already looking at him. After a moment of silence, Grand Desert calmed himself down to speak. "Dao Friend Mo, the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo is of extreme importance to me. I do wish for Dao Friend Mo to return that to me. Ming Yue and I will definitely bring out our gifts of appreciation before sending the two of you off respectfully."