Facing True Monarch Qingshui's oppressive aura, Fang Mo did not retreat. His expression was calm yet resolute.
Everything came from the heart. If he did not save these people, he would never be able to get past it in his heart.
After all, there were people of his own kind among them. Though his soul was not from the Galactic Alliance, his body and soul had fused, and he had formed emotional ties with many people in the Galactic Alliance.
To make him turn a blind eye and leave them to their fate—he truly could not do it!
Leaving a flaw in his state of mind would also leave him incomplete. So he would do all he could and leave the rest to fate. If True Monarch Qingshui truly refused, then he would save however many he could, at the very least rescuing those friends and relatives.
"It is not impossible to show mercy, but you must exchange your merits for it!"
True Monarch Qingshui finally spoke again, and Fang Mo immediately felt his body lighten as the other party withdrew his powerful oppressive aura.
Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Mo bowed and said,
"This disciple is willing. Please grant it, True Lord!"
True Monarch Qingshui looked at him with a smile, a hint of teasing in his eyes. "Perhaps you do not know how great your merit is this time? You could receive an enormous amount of rewards from the sect—cultivation methods, pills, weapons, everything you could want. You might even be rewarded with a Nascent Soul Nurturing Pill to break through to the Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm. If you miss this chance, there will not be another. Have you thought this through?"
"This disciple has thought it through. This disciple can break through to the Nascent Soul Tribulation