The Origin of Li Ran

"Hit it off at first sight?" A faint, almost imperceptible sneer touched Yan Chihuo's lips. "The City Lord has truly taken such good care of me. Knowing that I lacked Jade Crystals, you sent someone to invite me to refine artifacts, yet to this day I have not received a single coin. That does count as having a reason, so I can hardly blame the City Lord."

Li Ran seemed not to hear the mockery in Yan Chihuo's words and said, "It is good that Mister Yan understands."

Yan Chihuo said, "The City Lord has looked after me more than once. To fulfill your promise of taking me back to the human race, you disregarded your family and personally brought me aboard an unfinished Void Vessel to brave the spatial turbulence. I was so moved that tears and snot streamed down my face."

Li Ran said, "What do you want? Seeing that I am seriously injured, are you, a mere Tribulation Stage cultivator, planning to rob me while the house is on fire?"

"It is not robbing you while the house is on fire," Yan Chihuo said. "It is self-preservation."

"Self-preservation?" Li Ran raised a brow.

"Of course, self-preservation. The City Lord's injuries are extremely severe. To recover, you must return either to the human race or the Myriad Demon Grassland. Staying here will only worsen them. That is also why you insisted on killing that thief surnamed Zhang. Otherwise, if the thief saw through things and attacked again after a few days, your injuries would become even worse. So no matter what, City Lord, you would not leave me alive," Yan Chihuo said flatly.

Another layer of five-colored light rose from Li Ran's body. Yan Chihuo knew that once Li Ran fully unleashed his magic power and transformed into