Chen Lin gazed intently at Gu Siming.
"Miss Gu, if you want this inheritance, what can you offer in exchange that's worth something?"
"Such as?"
Gu Siming raised an eyebrow.
"True Treasure-grade precious tools I can use, miraculous spiritual pills that can raise my cultivation realm, True Spirit Tier spirit pets, talismans that can kill True Realm cultivators, and so on."
"Really?"
Gu Siming immediately looked tempted.
"No. I was joking."
Chen Lin immediately shut down the discussion.
Her eyes were practically shining, which meant this Dharmic Formula was tremendously valuable.
More valuable than even the treasures he had mentioned.
He even suspected that without accepting the imprint's inheritance through divine empowerment, learning it would be impossible.
"That doesn't sound right, does it?"
Gu Siming tightened her grip on the scroll.
She argued her case. "That Mist Lord said it was for all of you, not just you. Why should you get to decide?"
Chen Lin remained expressionless.
"Because I earned that reward by blocking his attack," he said calmly. "Meanwhile, you were playing dead on the sidelines, without the slightest intention of helping."
"I wasn't playing dead! I was exercising restraint!"
Gu Siming refused to accept that and stamped her feet in protest.
"If I'd attacked and angered him, he wouldn't have had to keep his promise. Then we'd all have died!"
Chen Lin said nothing, merely watching her quietly.
He didn't want a single treasure to shatter the relationship they had only just managed to repair.
That would be detrimental to the task ahead.
So if she kept insisting and was willing to offer something in exchange, he would grant her wish. It would also count as repaying Gu Chenxuan a favor.
But Gu Siming's own resolve began to weaken.
Reluctantly, she handed the scroll to Chen Lin