"May I ask what the three True Persons need this junior to help with? If it's something I can do, I'll certainly help."
"It's nothing major. In one day, the Demon Race will surely come here. A fierce battle will be unavoidable then, and I know your strength very well, young friend."
"So when the time comes, you can personally take the field and lead tens of thousands of Human Race cultivators against the Demon Race."
"This will bolster the morale of our Human Race. After the battle, regardless of whether we win or lose, you'll receive one promise from each of us three."
"That makes three promises in total. As long as it doesn't go against our conscience or harm the Human Race, anything within our abilities can be done."
"How does that sound?"
After the old man seated in the center finished speaking, Ye Lin's heart stirred.
The old man had put it simply: as long as Ye Lin took action when the Demon Race invaded a day later, he would earn the favor of three Spirit Transformation True Persons.
Three people meant three favors. If Ye Lin ever found himself in danger, he could ask a Spirit Transformation True Person to come to his aid.
It was like having three trump cards to save his life.
If he used them well...
"Senior, I accept your offer."
After a few seconds of thought, Ye Lin readily agreed.
Why wouldn't he accept such a good deal? Besides, he didn't have to win—he only had to take the field.
He'd never planned to sit out anyway. This way, he was making an absolute killing.
If an ordinary person had received promises from three Spirit Transformation True Persons, they would have been so happy they'd fainted on the spot.
After all,