Sandrew's Lifelong Order

Li Ziran nodded, but he did not know what to say. He simply did not understand why Sandrew wanted this kind of Wraith. Granted, it could devour the Shadow Crescent Moon and free him from Shadow Elder's control, but at the same time, his spiritual power would be devoured clean by the Wraith.

Without spiritual power, a mage was like a farmer who had lost both arms.

The instant the Wraith's cultivation succeeded, Li Ziran felt a portion of his mind vanish. Before this Wraith, his spiritual power was nothing but a sweet, greasy cake.

"It's dangerous! It will devour the Spirit World," Li Ziran warned.

Sandrew seemed to have known already. He smiled calmly. "I know."

"You understand the consequences, don't you, Master? The Spirit World is a mage's foundation."

Sandrew sighed quietly. "I understand the importance of the Spirit World far better than you do. If I had not been driven into a corner, who would willingly walk this road to ruin? I have already made preparations."

"Preparations?" Li Ziran did not understand.

"Die!" Sandrew said with great abandon. "Let my Spirit World completely collapse and die. I have been preparing for this these past few days. You are clever, so you must have guessed that everything you received was not funded by the Shadow Society. It was bought with all my contribution points."

"Just for the Abyss Wraith?" Li Ziran did not understand.

It simply was not worth it. An Archmage, a Human Race holy knight, an Elven priest, even the renovation of a top-tier operating room—not to mention High Elf slaves and human mages—these were treasures to anyone. If it was only for an Abyss Wraith Embryo, there was no need to go this far.

Li Ziran's prices were very low. Even if Sandrew only provided