"But at this moment, I should also grant him a favor, lest this junior bear too much of a grudge against me..."
As a great Rogue Cultivator, Senior Feng had his own philosophy for navigating the world. He was far more tactful than Body Integration Cultivators like Fairy Yu, who had powerful backgrounds.
He narrowed his eyes and declared loudly:
"Junior, the talisman Xue Xiongjun used to raise his cultivation is called a True Talisman, a talisman refined from the soul of a seventh-rank great demon. It is exceedingly rare in the cultivation world and worth a fortune."
"Though this talisman can greatly raise Xue Xiongjun's realm, it will not last long—at most, a quarter of an hour... Do not say this old man is bullying you too much. So long as you can withstand Xue Xiongjun for half a quarter of an hour, you will be considered the victor of this battle."
"Half a quarter of an hour?" Before Wei Tu could react, the Xue Family elders beside him changed expressions upon hearing this.
They were not fools. How could they fail to recognize that Senior Feng was openly favoring Wei Tu?
Yet they did not dare to refute him, nor did they dare to offer opinions about Senior Feng, the Body Integration Great Talent who now served as their patron.
After all, when all was said and done, the Xue Family's Grand Elder had already gained every advantage by using the True Talisman. If Wei Tu were truly given no path to survival, then Fairy Yu, who was confronting Senior Feng, could not possibly remain as unmoving as a mountain and watch it all happen.
For the Grand Elder to have such favorable conditions already counted as Senior Feng's mercy and consideration for old ties.
"Half a quarter