It had to be said that Di Yan was truly wealthy. He was actually willing to offer even a Primordial Spiritual Treasure in exchange.
Yet the more he acted this way, the more Li Xinghe saw his potential.
"That's not how it works. I never had much to do with the Lion Tiger Clan to begin with. Strictly speaking, you wouldn't really be joining any faction."
"As for being my bodyguard, that was just talk. Do you think you're stronger than Sang Xue? If even she can't protect me, what could you use to protect me?"
Di Yan said somewhat unconvinced, "Not necessarily."
As soon as he said that, he seemed to realize he had misspoken and quickly shut his mouth.
But Li Xinghe had taken note of it. This fellow definitely still had some hidden reserves; he simply had not revealed them.
"Put it this way: if you want me to be your sparring partner, the premise is that I stay alive. If I die, who will accompany you in cultivating the Great Dao of Destiny?"
Di Yan froze for a moment. Put that way, it did seem to make sense.
Still, he was no fool. He could not truly let Li Xinghe "kidnap" him like this.
"I can agree, but we need to settle the terms first."
"First, I'll only be responsible for protecting your safety. I absolutely won't do anything else for you."
"Second, the term will be ten thousand years. Whenever I want you to spar with me, you must be available."
To a Primordial Supreme, ten thousand years was not even enough for a single period of seclusion. For most cultivators, such a span passed in the blink of an eye.
Even back in the Primordial World, Grand Unity Golden Immortals often measured their seclusions