"You want someone from me. Could it be the Myriad Transformations Divine Ancestor?" the Reincarnation Saint asked.
"You really are formidable, Alliance Leader. You got it right—I want the Myriad Transformations Divine Ancestor!" Fan Lang said.
"I know all about the conflict between you two. No matter who was right or wrong, please do me this favor and spare him once. I will punish him properly and guarantee that he will never oppose you again. It is better to settle enmities than deepen them. Our two sides will soon form an alliance, so we should not let a minor conflict affect it."
"Fine. Since the Alliance Leader has spoken, I'll spare the Myriad Transformations Divine Ancestor this once. But while he may escape death, he cannot escape punishment. He must give me an explanation."
"What sort of explanation do you want?"
"He crafts all kinds of mechanisms with his hands, so I want both of them." Fan Lang spoke lightly. In truth, this was already an enormous concession on his part.
If someone else had pleaded for him, they might not have received such a result.
The Reincarnation Saint toyed with his wine cup. The jeweled ring on his hand gleamed in shifting colors as he considered whether to accept Fan Lang's demand.
A pair of hands was nothing. What mattered was the message behind them. It would make outsiders think that Fan Lang had forced the Supreme God Alliance to yield, damaging the alliance's prestige.
After considering it for a while, the Reincarnation Saint made his decision.
"Very well. Only by each giving a little can there be a vast expanse of the sea and sky. I accept this condition. I will have the Myriad Transformations Divine Ancestor's hands delivered to you at once, as a congratulatory gift for