Chapter 305 Ten Days of Life

Five minutes! The final time for forgiveness. Aishuangcheng knew very well in his heart that this time was probably not enough for him to make a phone call. But, to refuse the Immortal Lord in person, wouldn't that be suicidal? His thoughts fell. Aishuangcheng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Immortal Lord. I will go handle it immediately." He almost ran out, took out his phone, and made the call. The call was quickly answered. Aishuangcheng didn't bother with anything else and directly complained, "Mountain Master, there are robbers in our palace." "Waste." came a scolding voice from the phone: "What kind of bandit could be your opponent, we just sensed a touch of immortal aura, right in the imperial capital. You better find out for me the whereabouts of the immortal." "Mountain Lord, the immortal is in our pavilion." Ai Shuangcheng was on the verge of tears: "He wants the Qing Frost Dragon Sand from Mount Wanyao!" "What?" "The immortal is aski