"Eight king-grade spirit veins are beyond what I can provide."
Bone Saint hesitated and did not agree outright.
"No way! Bone Saint, one of the Seven Saints of the Heavenly Realm, can't even produce eight king-grade spirit veins? That is truly surprising."
Fang Yu feigned shock.
"Little friend, there is no need to say that. If you mean the spirit veins within me, let alone eight king-grade spirit veins, even eighty would be no problem. But are you certain you want them?"
Bone Saint was not angered and merely asked in return.
That was indeed true!
After all, Bone Saint was a Saint and needed saint-grade spirit veins for cultivation. One reason the Seven Saints of the Heavenly Realm had been hunted by the Heavenly Court was that they had plotted to seize a portion of the Heavenly Court's saint veins.
That was an enormous crime.
"Correct. If you take Bone Saint's king-grade spirit veins, you will form inseverable karma with him. When that time comes, even your Small Fate Technique may not be able to sever it all."
Just as Fang Yu was considering whether to agree, an ill-timed voice suddenly rang out.
Then, a peerlessly beautiful woman with snowy white hair walked in.
It was Tianfei Wumo!
"Tianfei Wumo, shouldn't you be collecting the treasures left behind by the Ghost Martial Saint Lord? What are you doing here? It seems we do not have enough of a relationship to chat."
At the sight of Tianfei Wumo, Fang Yu's heart tightened as he questioned her.
"Hehe! We do not. But if I tell the Heavenly Court that you killed disciples of the Hell Prison Enforcement Squad and Impermanence, do you think you can still return to the Eclosion Sect to cultivate, become its Holy Son, and eventually take control