Fang Xian raised an eyebrow and loosened his grip.
The man in black robes staggered to his feet, and the bundle that had been tightly tied on his back loosened, but he still held the egg of the arc-shaped Qilin in his arms and refused to let go.
"Why do you still insist on holding this thing?" Fang Xuan never held back when he spoke. "In your current state, anyone here could knock you down with a single finger."
The man in black pursed his lips, remaining silent and not letting go.
He clearly knew that Fang Xian was telling the truth, but he still refused to listen.
The teleportation talisman takes time to operate. If it is deliberately interrupted, the talisman will be useless, and he will only have the chance to be teleported out by the rules of the secret realm when it closes in seven days.
"What does your sect need the Arc Light Qilin for?" Ji Mo Fan asked him.
The man in black gritted his teeth and remained silent for a short while.
“One of our fellow disciples was injured by lightning during his breakthrough, and only the blood and bones of a lightning-attribute Qilin can heal him,” he said. “We were lucky this time to encounter it in the Misty Secret Realm. We don’t know when we will be able to have such an opportunity again.”
Ji Mofan narrowed his eyes.
“That’s easy. Changfeng Valley started out with medicinal herbs, didn’t it?” He immediately dragged Fang Xuan into the conversation to help. “I’ll trade Changfeng Valley’s resources with you.”
Fang Xian was no longer surprised by any of Ji Mofan's actions.
Instead, Xu Jingwen, who was standing to the side, stared wide-eyed.
Is there something wrong with his ears, or has Ji Mo Fan gone mad?
The Yuncang Sword Sect and Changfeng Valley are sworn enemies, a fact known to everyone in the cultivation world. As the chief of the Yuncang Sword Sect, how dare he ask to allocate resources from Changfeng Valley?
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