"Thank you for saving me," Deng Qingxue said to Jiang Chen gratefully.
"It was nothing," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"However, you said just now that if I could save you, you were willing to share three stalks of Sacred Flame Grass with me. Now it's time for me to fulfill that promise," Jiang Chen said.
"You..." Deng Qingxue was furious when she heard that.
She had originally had a good impression of Jiang Chen, thinking he was a modest gentleman. She had not expected Jiang Chen to ask her for benefits so directly now.
Seeing Deng Qingxue's attitude, Jiang Chen's expression darkened. Could it be that she wanted to welch on the debt?
As for women trying to welch on debts, Jiang Chen had seen it before, but most of them had not come to any good end.
"You want to go back on your word? If I can kill the Sacred Flame Tiger, I can kill you just the same. If you don't believe me, you can try," Jiang Chen said in a deep voice.
Deng Qingxue was also startled when she saw Jiang Chen's attitude.
To tell the truth, Deng Qingxue had indeed thought about welching, about dragging it out for a while.
Sacred Flame Grass was cultivated by the Sacred Flame Tiger, a tenth-tier Profound Medicine that required painstaking effort to nurture.
Deng Qingxue had stolen the Sacred Flame Grass, so of course the Sacred Flame Tiger wanted to fight Deng Qingxue with its life on the line.
Sacred Flame Grass held immense benefits for Great Vehicle Realm experts. Not only could it strengthen their physique, it could also raise their cultivation and soul power. It was a top-grade Profound Medicine that improved everything across the board.
No wonder Deng Qingxue had risked danger to