Therefore, after subduing her, He Song naturally issued a death threat at once.
Cultivate it.
Or die!
There was no third path.
Under the sudden aura of death surrounding her,
Scarlet Refinement struggled for only a moment before seeming to make up her mind. She raised her head and asked,
"If I cultivate it..."
"Can I live?"
Looking at Evening Snow before her, whose expression was indifferent as though she could crush her to death with a casual squeeze the next instant,
Scarlet Refinement forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, a trace of hope flashing through her eyes.
To live.
Who would want to die?
What was more,
Scarlet Refinement's cultivation had already reached the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
Though she had long consumed a considerable portion of her lifespan in order to break through successfully,
no matter how little lifespan she had left, she would surely still have several hundred years to live.
Several hundred years.
Combined with her Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation,
even looking toward the Nascent Soul Late Stage was not truly difficult.
She might even break through to Nascent Soul Great Perfection within her lifetime.
With that being the case,
if Scarlet Refinement truly regarded life and death as beneath concern, that would have been impossible.
As a Nascent Soul Cultivator,
she stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world.
Standing in such a position and possessing such formidable strength, who would be willing to die so inexplicably?
It was precisely because she harbored such thoughts
that Scarlet Refinement spoke as she did, seeking to fight for a sliver of survival.
Even though she had long known in her heart
that the answer she received would likely not be what she wished for.
But...
What if?
What if the person before her truly gave