"Great Elder, my little sister owes the Sect a debt." Er Tie scratched his head awkwardly. "You're a Primordial Artifact Refiner, after all. Pick up any job and you'll earn it back."
"You've got some nerve, fleecing the Sect." Xu Fan curled his lip. Hearing this, Er Tie awkwardly bowed and took his leave.
"I feel that your Human Race truly steals the fortune of Chaos."
"You can casually produce another Primordial Artifact Refiner." The Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire nearly drooled.
"Within the Holy Light Empire, it's not as if there are no races skilled at refining Spiritual Treasures. But while I can produce a whole heap of Profound Yellow-level Artifact Refiners, over these countless eras, I've only produced one Artifact Refiner capable of crafting Primordial Supreme Treasures."
"The Human Race should have several Primordial Artifact Refiners by now, right?" the Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire asked enviously. Hearing this, Xu Fan carefully counted. Excluding himself and his avatars, it seemed there really were not many.
"Not that many. The Human Race has risen for less than one era—how could we compare to the Holy Light Empire's accumulated foundation?" Xu Fan said with a smile. "No need to say more. I feel that in the Chaos Land, the Fourteenth Great Saint Race of the future will definitely be your Human Race."
The Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire suddenly froze at this point, then said mysteriously to Xu Fan, "Knowing Lao Shang's character, he must have approached you already. I know he has a way to make that slot fall into the hands of your Human Race."
"Tell me, what price did you pay for that slot?" The Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire was bursting with curiosity. "There was no such thing." Xu Fan shook his