He held up one finger and calmly uttered a phrase that made everyone in the room hold their breath.
"In return, I am willing to offer… the precise coordinates of an Insect Race's Nest that has just advanced to Level 7."
BOOM!
Those words, like a fusion bomb detonating in a sealed room, instantly blew the minds of all the masters, leaving them completely blank.
A Level 7 Insect Race's Nest!
The Insect Race was the great enemy of the Human Race!
An Insect Race's Nest was a mobile War Fortress, capable of birthing a massive army of insectoids. If allowed to grow for several millennia, it could even spawn dense swarms of Planet-level insects!
And a Level 7 Nest, while not overwhelmingly powerful, represented a staggering fortune and unimaginable merit to them!
The Essence of Life contained within its Nest Core was rich with Spiritual Energy, a treasure even for Planet-level Martial Artists!
