Xuan Jian coaxed him patiently. "That's right. As long as you kill Yu Xiaogang, I can get you another immortal herb."
"You're already level fifty-six. I imagine there isn't much medicinal potency left from the immortal herb in your body."
"At most, it'll only sustain your cultivation until level sixty."
"If you refine another immortal herb after reaching level sixty, you should be able to become a Soul Sage within three or four years."
"Then have Sword Bone Douluo hunt down a hundred-thousand-year soul beast for you. You'll be able to switch to cultivating your second martial soul."
"With the advantage of twin martial souls, you'll become a Titled Douluo and defeat Qian Renxue in just a few years. Won't she fall hopelessly in love with you then?"
"After that, you can obtain the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, become the Sea God, and ascend to the Divine Realm with Qian Renxue, together like a pair of lovebirds. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Long Aotian laughed in sheer anger at those words. "Your terms are certainly tempting, but do you take me for a fool?"
"Yu Tianlong only died a few years ago. Have you forgotten? His remains are still lying on the mountain behind the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, watching us."
"And here you are, so desperate to have me kill Yu Xiaogang."
"Are you afraid Yu Xiaogang will go looking for your beloved His Holiness the Pope, or do you want to use your beloved Pope to get rid of me? Or is it both?"
"Listen to yourself," Xuan Jian said. "We're allies. How could I possibly scheme against you like that? I genuinely can't stand that useless fool."
"How about this? You don't even need to show your face. Just put on a disguise and find someone in