Hearing the Guardian's question, the yin soul answered without hesitation, "All of them, take them all... Thank you, Senior, for intervening."
It actually had no Extreme Spirit on it. Given its habit of hiding in multiple boltholes, aside from what it kept for personal use, it had stashed its Extreme Spirit in two other locations at Liba Beach. Every time it went out, it even hid away the Extreme Spirit it used personally.
So these thirty Extreme Spirits were all from its newest hidden cache. The Guardian's powers of observation were simply too formidable to deceive.
The Big Shot understood the situation in the Blue Star Realm very well. Knowing this was the Dharma-Ending era, it could naturally imagine how difficult things had been for the other party.
So the moment the other party spoke, it immediately said—take them all, every last one was yours.
Was it taking a loss? Not at all. As long as the other party could erase the split soul's consciousness and drive out the Heavenly Demon aura, absorbing that split soul would yield no less benefit than absorbing thirty Extreme Spirits.
This exchange alone was enough for it to break even, not to mention that the split soul truly carried tremendous karma. Only a great power from another plane could bear such karma.
Besides, given its current circumstances, the fact that the other party had not simply taken the Extreme Spirit by force was already remarkably principled. It had truly seen just how shameless cultivators from Dharma-Ending Planes could be.
The Guardian was not entirely bound by old conventions, either. If Feng Jun had not been able to steadily acquire Extreme Spirit now, it probably would have turned into a bandit and made a grab for them. Now, it was simply that full granaries bred