"Take turns holding up shields while the others carve a passage. That should give us at least a thread of hope!" Zhuang Zhile suggested.
"Attacks will pass through the shields, and every attack will bring a little poisonous gas inside. Once enough accumulates, we'll still be in danger. Is there no other way?" Worry filled Heavenly Enchantress's brow.
While the three racked their brains, Tang Yan took a fan from his Storage Ring.
He gently opened it, revealing the wondrous patterns covering its surface.
"This fan is called the Wind-Chasing Cloud-Brushing Fan. It's a spatial Magic Treasure that can transport people through space, but it can only be used once. It's incredibly precious.
"I paid a tremendous price to obtain it.
"Heavenly Enchantress, will you find your own way out, or come with me?" Tang Yan asked gently.
Finding a way out of certain death should have been a joyous occasion, but Heavenly Enchantress felt little joy at that moment. Instead, she nearly choked.
How could she fail to see that Tang Yan wanted her to bear the cost of expending the Treasure Fan?
Was this brat determined to fleece me and me alone?
Yet she could not refuse and could only compromise helplessly. "Name your price!"
Tang Yan grinned. "Five favors!"
"Fine!" Heavenly Enchantress understood immediately. One more debt would hardly weigh her down when she already owed so much; she chose to stop fighting it.
"Swear on your Divine Soul!" Tang Yan urged.
"Surely that isn't necessary?" Heavenly Enchantress was close to losing her mind.
"You only get one chance at trust between people." Tang Yan shrugged, giving Heavenly Enchantress no opportunity to bluff her way through.
Endless regret surged through Heavenly Enchantress. Because of a Spirit Herb root utterly useless to her, she had wound up on