If Purple Lightning Arhat were truly captured and taken back to the Aurora God Kingdom, then branded a thief, he would not only face punishment from the God of Wealth Commerce, but his reputation would also suffer.
He was an Upper God, after all. Of course he cared about his pride.
But caring about pride alone was useless. Others had to respect it too.
Fan Lang said calmly, "Since you put it that way, I'll give you two choices. First, I escort you back to the kingdom and hand you over to the Living God of Wealth for personal judgment. Second, I completely refine you into a puppet, erase your will, and make you serve me utterly. Choose one. Don't count on a third option. I won't give you any more choices."
"Young Master, is there really any need to go this far?" Purple Lightning Arhat demanded angrily.
"Two choices. One or two?"
"I can give my life in your service, but I can never agree to become a puppet without a will. How would that be any different from death?"
"So you choose the first. Then there's nothing left to discuss. Stay here and serve your prison sentence obediently."
Fan Lang added several more layers of seals, even sealing away Purple Lightning Arhat's voice.
Purple Lightning Arhat could be seen shouting frantically, yet no sound came out. He could only watch helplessly as Fan Lang left, unable to do anything.
The Ninth Grade Pure Yang Stone had been recovered, and the true thief had been exposed.
Fan Lang successfully completed the investigation mission, and the reward was issued as promised: a full twelve Pure Yang Stones!
The harvest was exceedingly generous. Once he stepped into the Middle God realm, he could find an opportunity to temper his Pure Yang