The Golden Karma Clan and the Witch Race were enemies. After many years, the Golden Karma Clan's cultivators had grown quite familiar with the Witch Race's curse arts. Unless it was an especially troublesome curse art, the Golden Karma Clan's cultivators had ways to dispel it.
Madam Wang swept the area with her divine sense, her willow brows furrowing tightly. She looked toward Jin Xian and said, "Daoist Jin, please help me. I will definitely repay you handsomely."
"Madam Long, you're being too formal. Without you, Fellow Daoist Shi, and the others, this old man and Daoist Shi would have been killed long ago. Our Golden Karma Clan will do everything in its power to help."
Jin Xian spoke solemnly as he accepted the purple jade slip. After sweeping it with his divine sense, he furrowed his brows.
He contacted his clansmen and sent them to gather the materials on the list.
The Nine Flame Flower only grew in volcanic regions. Ordinary environments could not produce a Nine Flame Flower.
In less than the time it took to finish a cup of tea, Jin Xian received a response from his clansmen.
"Madam Wang, our clan's treasury doesn't have a thirty-thousand-year-old Nine Flame Flower. I've sent people to search elsewhere. Rest assured, a friend's affairs are the affairs of our Golden Karma Clan."
Jin Xian's face was filled with earnestness.
"I know of a place that might have a thirty-thousand-year-old Nine Flame Flower, but it's extremely dangerous there."
The purple-skirted woman looked troubled.
"Madam Shi, please tell me. As long as I can save my husband, I'll brave even the most dangerous place."
Madam Wang hurriedly asked, her face full of anticipation.
"The Jin Yan Ruins. It was once an Ancient Battlefield, and quite a few restrictions remain there. There are