"I can help you clear the Yin energy from your body, but I have one condition."
Jiang Ping An would not help this man for nothing. He had his own purpose.
Xing Yi said excitedly, "Lord Jiang, please name your terms. As long as this lowly one can do it, I will surely give it my all!"
His life had already reached its end. If he could not find a way to recover, he would be completely finished.
This was his only possible chance to return to normal. He had to seize it tightly.
Jiang Ping An said calmly, "Because I need to focus on cultivation, once we reach the Grave of the Dead, I may not have time to watch over it. When it is my turn on duty, you will need to stand guard for me."
"The term is ten years. Every year, I will help you clear away some Yin energy. After ten years, it will be completely removed."
Hearing this request, Xing Yi was visibly stunned. "That simple?"
"Yes."
"Thank you, Lord Jiang! Thank you, Lord Jiang!"
Xing Yi knocked his head against the ground frantically.
He had thought he would be asked to do something difficult. He had not expected it to be merely standing watch.
Though the term was ten years, such a span was nothing to beings of the God Realm.
Jiang Ping An raised his hand again, circulating the Yin God Origin and Devouring Power to draw away part of the Yin energy within Xing Yi.
To Xing Yi, this Yin energy was a calamity. Yet when it fell into Jiang Ping An's hands, it was the equivalent of a great tonic.
Jiang Ping An lowered his hand. "This is the first transaction. All right, let's go to the Grave of the