"If it's pills needed for Great Vehicle Stage cultivation or Magic Treasures to wield, Fellow Daoist Shen need only ask. Our Shouyang Mountain Enforcement Hall branch will provide whatever you desire," Zhao Tong said, overjoyed to see there was room for negotiation.
"Great Vehicle Stage... It seems that in Fellow Daoist Zhao's eyes, your own life isn't worth much after all," Shen Luo said with a grin.
"No, no, no, I misspoke. I mean pills and artifacts that can help break through bottlenecks in the minor realms of the Great Vehicle Stage. Fellow Daoist Shen need only ask, and we will certainly offer them up," Zhao Tong hurriedly corrected himself.
A thoughtful look crossed Shen Luo's face.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, you know how difficult it is to break through the minor-realm bottlenecks within the Great Vehicle Stage, don't you? My master's bottle of Snow Soul Lingxi Pills was originally prepared for me to break through from the Mid-Great Vehicle Stage to the late stage. Once I return to the sect this time, I can obtain it. When that happens, I'll leave none for myself and give them all to Brother Shen. How about it?" Seeing that Shen Luo seemed to be considering it, Zhao Tong quickly added.
"I won't waste any more words. Hand over the Blood-Burning Cultivation Method you practice, and I'll spare your life," Shen Luo transmitted directly. He had no interest whatsoever in those Snow Soul Lingxi Pills of uncertain authenticity.
At those words, Zhao Tong's expression stiffened. He then forcibly suppressed his anger and said:
"Brother Shen, that puts me in a difficult position. The Blood-Burning Cultivation Method is a secret inner sect scripture of Shouyang Mountain. If I hand it over to you, it would be tantamount to betraying my sect. Even if you let