Do You Dare Answer When I Call You? The Heavenly Demon Was Stumped

The sky was overcast. Qin Fen wore a strange expression. After all, the other party was a Heavenly Demon, unlike the immortals he usually dealt with. It had no moral scruples, so he had to be cautious.

"Will you really agree to any condition?" This was exactly what Qin Fen had been waiting for.

The surroundings were pitch-black, and the Heavenly Demon felt it needed to be even more cautious. This guy was a cesspit—one careless step and it would be trapped to death. Moral scruples? What a joke. It had none itself, so how could that guy possibly have any?

"Yes, probably. But it depends on what I'm capable of!" The Heavenly Demon was no fool and had to stay alert. If Qin Fen asked it to deal with a Saint, that would be asking it to die.

"You do. You're that badass." Qin Fen was not certain, but he was telling the truth. This thing was formidable.

I've got my ass. You haven't even said what you want yet. Do you think I'm some inexperienced kid fresh out in the world, who doesn't know anything? The Heavenly Demon was unconvinced.

"Big brother, could you tell me what you want?" the Heavenly Demon asked softly.

"Do you know about Merit?" Qin Fen did not intend to hide it. There was no need. What could it do, overturn the heavens? It was already a bird in a cage.

"I know!" How could it not? The Heavenly Demon found this strange. You want that? That's not right. You're clearly one of my kind.

"Do you have any?" Qin Fen understood. This thing had Merit. But that was odd—how could a Heavenly Demon possess Merit?

"Not much!" The Heavenly Demon's eyes lit up. *So you have needs too? Hahaha, I found your