Sikong Jing's words were resolute as steel, making Xiong Tingting's gaze freeze once more.
Drawing a deep breath, Sikong Jing stared at Xiong Tingting...
"So, as I said just now, I came to find you only to provide you with stronger cultivation techniques and martial skills—to continuously strengthen your original techniques and make every one of you into true powerhouses."
"As for everything else, it remains as it was."
"Do not report our appearance to the Thousand Kings Holy Tower. Treat it as though we never appeared, and we will not ask you to do anything for us against your will."
"In other words, I am merely offering you a path to grow stronger. Does the boss of Fragrance Inquiry House accept?"
Having said that, Sikong Jing gazed deeply at Xiong Tingting...
The madness in Xiong Tingting's eyes softened along with Sikong Jing's words.
She was completely moved.
What Old Fat Head had encountered earlier was a situation where there had been no room for discussion at all. Xiong Tingting had been unable to hear a single word, yet Sikong Jing had fiercely pried open her heart with the altered cultivation technique.
Now, Xiong Tingting could naturally listen.
Looking at her, Sikong Jing said quietly, "Of course, it would be even better if you could help us..."
"And right now, I have no way to make you any promises or guarantees. The only thing I can guarantee is that, at the very worst, you and your family will be able to die together."
Sikong Jing was certain to break through the Thousand Prison Tower. Even if it meant entering demonic possession a second time, he still had to destroy it.
But without sufficient preparation, he did not dare guarantee that the people imprisoned within would not die. That was why