"We... need an external force of extreme yang to forcibly sever the connection between the curse and my Divine Soul! Ideally... ideally, the Fan family's world-renowned Heaven Burning Pure Yang Art! Only a technique of that caliber can burn away those vile curses without damaging the treasure's Origin Power!"
As he spoke, he gasped violently, as if he might breathe his last at any moment.
His words were half true and half false, but they had hit Fan Yunfei right where it counted.
Now that was what you called a professional!
He had not only pinpointed the heart of the problem but also slipped in a compliment about the Fan family's exclusive art, elevating Fan Yunfei to the position of "the only one who could save the day."
Hearing this, Fan Yunfei's face brightened with understanding and smug satisfaction.
Of course!
A peerless treasure like this was something only he, Fan Yunfei, and only his Fan family's divine art, had the right to claim!
This was clearly a heaven-sent opportunity, destined to fall into his hands!
"At least you know a thing or two!"
Fan Yunfei gave a cold snort. A scorching, domineering Spiritual Power began gathering in his palm, distorting the air around it.
"Bear with it. My Heaven Burning Pure Yang Art is unmatched in its dominance. If I accidentally burn away your Divine Soul along with the curse, that's just your fate!"
For all his words, greed practically spilled from his eyes.
He could hardly wait to "purify" the treasure himself and claim it as his own!
Far away, Seven watched with interest, her arms folded across her chest. Her little mouth was pursed, as if something about the situation displeased her.
That liar... He was putting on quite a convincing act.
But using the Fan family's