With a thought from Song Wen, the top of the human-height blood cocoon began to dissolve, exposing Ming Yuan's head.
Although the blood cocoon had sealed Ming Yuan's body and every meridian within it, leaving him unable to move or summon even a trace of magical power, his mind remained clear.
The moment he saw Song Wen, there was not the slightest fear or panic in his eyes. Instead, he stared at Song Wen with a resolute expression.
"Extreme Yin, you've imprisoned me for so long without killing me. You must want something, don't you? Just say the word, and I will do everything in my power to satisfy you. But afterward, you must let me leave unharmed."
Song Wen suddenly laughed, his laughter full of delight.
"Ming Yuan, you're right. There is indeed something I want from you. You're a Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator, and you were previously the Divine Blood Sect's deputy sect master. Surely you possess natural treasures for breaking through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage? Hand them over, and I might consider sparing your life."
At these words, Ming Yuan's eyes lit up.
"There are two supreme treasures in my storage ring. One is the Yellow Extreme Pill, which can stabilize the Primordial Spirit; the other is Origin Restoration Dew, which can strengthen the flesh and meridians. Both are crucial to breaking through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage."
No sooner had Ming Yuan finished speaking than Gu Que's voice rang out in Song Wen's Sea of Consciousness.
"Extreme Yin, Ming Yuan is exaggerating. Although the Yellow Extreme Pill and Origin Restoration Dew can help with a breakthrough to Tribulation Transcendence, their effects are limited. They fall far short of the true dragon spirit and cannot even compare to a spirit embryo fruit."
Song Wen possessed three