Gao Xian had never seen a seventh-rank Heavenly Lord make a move, much less knew what kind of power an eighth-rank Heavenly Venerable possessed. But he believed the Nine Provinces Cauldron was at least at the eighth rank; even the ninth rank would not be surprising.
Erasing rifts in the void and severing the Heavenly Realm—such divine powers were simply too astounding!
If such a powerful Nine Provinces Cauldron wanted to grant him benefits, he had to seize them!
But he also had to mind the proper measure.
Asking for too little would waste this precious opportunity. Asking for too much would make him seem overly greedy and leave a very bad impression on the Nine Provinces Cauldron.
Sister Bai had said that the Nine Provinces Cauldron was old-fashioned and stern. When dealing with him, Gao Xian could speak less, but he could not lie.
The Nine Provinces Cauldron had also just said that he was clear in his rewards and punishments.
He had even specifically emphasized "a hundred years of painstaking effort." That too was a reminder. Though Gao Xian had accomplished little over the past century, he had at least put in some hard work.
The key was, what was that hard work worth?
The Nine Provinces Cauldron was not directly giving him a reward. Was he testing him?
Gao Xian had lived in this realm for over a thousand years, and he had grown considerably more shrewd. Faced with the Nine Provinces Cauldron, he could not help but think more deeply.
Yet he truly found it hard to grasp the proper limits here.
It was like the Nine Provinces Cauldron had set him an essay question. He could write whatever he wished, with no restrictions whatsoever. Precisely because there were no restrictions, it left him in a