Exchange
The Devil Race had let the Ghost Infant Beast swallow Shi Yue's Natal Flying Sword and slowly taint it so they could bargain with him.
They had planned to win a major victory first, then use his Natal Flying Sword as leverage to force Shi Yue into making greater concessions. They hadn't expected things to go awry.
Shi Yue furrowed his brows. With his Natal Flying Sword tainted to this extent, restoring its former power would probably take hundreds of years of slowly purging the demonic qi that had contaminated it.
Shi Yue tried to communicate with the Wind Flame Swords, but none of them responded. They had been tainted by demonic qi for hundreds of years, and not only had they lost much of their spirituality, even their master, Shi Yue, could barely communicate with them.
If the Ghost Infant Beast tainted them for another few hundred years, the flying swords would be ruined.
"Give me Fellow Daoist Hu's Nascent Soul," Nangong Feng said heavily.
Shi Yue flicked his sleeve, and a wash of greenish light flew out, enveloping several Wind Flame Swords and drawing them into his sleeve.
Nangong Feng did not stop him. She knew Shi Yue kept his word. In truth, she didn't dare stop him.
Shi Yue turned his right hand over, and with a flash of golden light, a golden net appeared in his palm. At a thought from him, the net loosened, and Hu Yunfeng's Nascent Soul flew out toward Nangong Feng.
Nangong Feng took out a Green Jade Box and placed Hu Yunfeng's Nascent Soul inside.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, are you really determined to go down this dark road with the Four Great Immortal Clans? With your strength, why not work with us? Our ancestor values talent and appoints the capable.