Lin Ke looked exhausted.
"Enough nonsense. Dead people have no use for treasures. If you sincerely want to offer them up, do it now. If not, then die."
Fang Mengdie hurried two steps forward and, under Lin Ke's wary gaze, breathed into his ear.
"Senior, the treasure I spoke of is none other than myself."
"The spell arts we Royal Family female cultivators practice are the Yin-Yang Harmonization Method."
"If you engage in dual cultivation with us Royal Family female cultivators, your spiritual qi and strength will certainly improve greatly."
Lin Ke did not even spare Fang Mengdie a proper glance.
"Sorry, not interested."
"If there's nothing else, I'll kill you first as a courtesy."
Fang Mengdie cried out again, "Rest assured, the Empress Sect female cultivator who practiced dual cultivation with Mo Qi Qi has already met an untimely death."
Halfway through speaking, Fang Mengdie realized Lin Ke was not the sort of man her charms could bewitch.
So she immediately changed tactics and added, "I also know many Royal Family secret arts and methods for refining Royal Family cultivation pills."
Lin Ke had already picked up a heavy crossbow and aimed it at Fang Mengdie.
In her desperation, Fang Mengdie blurted out everything. "I also know of a Dragon Cultivator Secret Treasury. I can take you there."
Whoosh... The bolt shot from Lin Ke's hand.
Fang Mengdie shouted, "I also know Mo Qi Qi's various formations and spell arts!"
Just as the bolt was about to pierce Fang Mengdie between the brows,
a cluster of spirit power held it suspended in midair.
Lin Ke's utterly emotionless voice rang out. "Why should I believe you? And why would he give you his own spell arts?"
Looking at the bolt between her brows, Fang Mengdie could not help swallowing. "Because...