Never mind whether this technique had any drawbacks—what if it was a demonic cultivator's technique? If she got her hands on it, was she supposed to cultivate it or not?
"You said yourself that this is classified intelligence from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. Even if, hypothetically, I really infiltrated their ranks and obtained the information, the people of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion would definitely make me swear a Heart Demon Vow to ensure I wouldn't leak it." Bai Lan spread her hands. "Wouldn't that conflict with the vow you're asking me to make? Wouldn't I be caught between two sides then?"
That would create a closed loop, and the result would be heart demons haunting her.
If she failed to complete the mission, she would have to reload a save from before she took the vow. The span of time in between was no short stretch.
"Everything carries risks. As long as you're careful, you can always slip through the cracks. Just gather some information, and you can receive a reward worth one million Spirit Stones. Aren't you tempted?"
Worth one million did not mean it was actually one million Spirit Stones.
Before that Heaven-tier divine ability could be turned into one million Spirit Stones, its true value remained open to debate.
The old man continued fanning the flames. "As long as you successfully enter the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and become a Yellow-rank assassin, this Fire Repelling Pearl will be given to you as well."
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"Fine, I agree." Bai Lan nodded.
She wanted to first see whether that Heaven-tier technique was the real deal. If it truly was as useful as the old man claimed, then agreeing to his request would be no problem. She would just treat it as running a hell-difficulty dungeon—clear it perfectly, and receive the