Jiang Ping An stood before the palace, lost in thought.
The Azure King had given him two choices.
The first was to formally join Blue Sea Country and submit to the Lan Clan Royal Family's authority. In return, he would receive its protection and enjoy the resources reserved for its direct descendants.
The other was to earn one hundred million Contribution Points through his own achievements on the battlefield.
Under normal circumstances, anyone who was not a fool would choose the first option.
By comparison, the second was an impossible task.
Even the most powerful God Kings could not earn one hundred million Contribution Points, much less him.
Jiang Ping An suspected that the Azure King had offered the second choice solely as a point of comparison. He wanted Jiang Ping An to see how good the first choice was and take it.
He hesitated because there were two things about the first choice that troubled him.
The first was that, once he reached the Sixth Level God King realm, Blue Sea Country would use a special secret art to extract Hell of Illusory Suffering from his mind.
He did not know what that secret art entailed. But the Azure King himself had said it was likely to damage his soul. Even with the divine medicine Blue Sea Country would provide, he would have only a sixty percent chance of recovering.
The soul was where consciousness was born and where a living being's aptitude for understanding came from.
Jiang Ping An had achieved all he had today because his aptitude was exceptional. It had made his cultivation twice as effective with half the effort, and in his early years, he had even created many cultivation methods.
If his soul was damaged, it might not appear to harm his cultivation, but