Hearing Yu Menghan's terms for leaving the Western Wasteland through the Yinghai Trading Company's channels,
Li Ping sank into thought.
With his current skills as a Third-Tier Alchemist and a second-tier upper-grade Talisman Maker, along with the third-tier Puppet Master skills he would soon master,
he had no shortage of cultivation resources whatsoever. How pleasant it would be to live comfortably as a rogue cultivator.
Given a choice, he certainly would not surrender his freedom to join any faction.
Now, however, danger seemed to be drawing near.
Compared to his own safety, a little freedom hardly seemed to matter.
After considering it for a moment, he finally asked, "Fairy Yu, what restrictions would there be if I joined your trading company?"
If the conditions were not too harsh, he would not mind joining the Yinghai Trading Company temporarily.
At his words, delight immediately spread across Yu Menghan's face. "I hope you understand, Fellow Daoist Li. If you join our trading company and enjoy its conveniences, you must naturally shoulder the corresponding responsibilities."
Her expression grew solemn as she continued. "You need only swear a great Dao oath to serve the trading company for a hundred years without betraying it, and I can guarantee that you will be allowed to leave the Western Wasteland through our channels. Of course, during your service, the trading company will award you contribution points according to the missions you complete. These points can be exchanged for all manner of rare spiritual treasures-"
As Yu Menghan explained, Li Ping finally understood this "wicked little fang-toothed girl's" conditions.
There was one main condition: sell himself into service for a hundred years in exchange for a way out of the Western Wasteland.
There were a few other clauses besides that, but they were not especially important.
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