"Master Extreme Yin, do you truly have only this one condition?" Li Jiuyuan asked.
"Rest assured, I will never go back on my word," Song Wen said. "However, I must remind you, Fellow Daoist, eighth-order lightning-element flood dragons are not common. If you cannot gather forty-nine flood dragon corpses, then forgive me for being unable to honor our agreement."
"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist. But I accept your condition," Li Jiuyuan said.
Song Wen's fingertips moved slightly, and the jade box in Li Jiuyuan's palm immediately rose into the air.
"Then it is settled." As Song Wen spoke, the jade box landed in his hand.
Li Jiuyuan looked at his now-empty palm, then at the jade box in Song Wen's grasp. He was slightly stunned, as though he had not reacted in time.
Extreme Yin had clearly looked down on the Life-Restoring Fruit just moments ago. Why had he suddenly taken it of his own accord?
Li Jiuyuan withdrew his gaze.
"Master Extreme Yin, then I shall not disturb you further. Farewell. I will gather forty-nine flood dragon corpses as quickly as possible and return to exchange them for the cultivation art."
Song Wen did not try to keep him. He escorted Li Jiuyuan beyond the Divine Blood Sect's mountain gate, only returning to his cave abode after Li Jiuyuan's figure had vanished from sight.
As for Li Jiuyuan.
He sped onward all the way, fleeing tens of millions of li before long.
His divine sense repeatedly swept the surroundings. After confirming that no one was following him, he descended into a market town.
The market town was exceedingly small, covering only ten to twenty li.
Most of the cultivators coming and going were merely at the Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment realms. Even Golden Core cultivators