"Within 10 years, the Heavenly Merchant Race will deliver what you want."
"Then there's no problem~"
The Tian Shang Saint Lord's figure dissipated, while Xu Fan took that spatial Supreme Divine Item to the Underground Space.
"Main Body, are you trying to work me to death?" Clone No. 2 looked at the spatial Supreme Divine Item in Xu Fan's hand, seeming on the verge of exploding. He had already known when the Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire demanded that his Primordial Supreme Treasure be refined within a thousand years.
Now, Xu Fan still held a spatial Supreme Divine Item in his hands. There was no need to say what it was for—he understood.
"A spatial Primordial Supreme Treasure capable of connecting and transporting across more than forty Chaos Lands must be refined within a thousand years. The required auxiliary materials will be delivered within 10 years."
Seeing Clone No. 2's expression gradually crack apart, Xu Fan hurriedly said, "There's no helping it. The Heavenly Merchant Race is offering too much."
"So I thought I could only let you suffer a little." Xu Fan spoke with earnest gravity.
"If someone has to suffer, why isn't it you, Main Body!"
"With a thousand years, accelerated by the crystals of the Time Supreme Law, if you took action, Main Body, it could be refined within a hundred thousand years," Clone No. 2 said.
"I have more important matters here. Within a thousand years, I'll become a Chaos Great Saint. By then, ensuring the Human Race has no worries is what matters most."
"Besides, have you heard this saying?"
As he said this, Xu Fan's expression changed. "The more hardship you can endure, the greater the blessings you can enjoy."
"Yuan Lord recently discovered a Chaos Land ruled entirely by the Human Race,