"Mr. Pei, let's change the conditions! Our clan does not have the habit of tearing each other apart." As Long Jin spoke the insincere words, she spread out her hand, which was grabbing sothing from the void. A small dark green porcelain bottle appeared in her palm. After stretching out her arm to let Pei Yan see clearly, she continued, "This bottle contains the Bloodline Power from the most noble Dragon Race within our clan, and various dicinal properties have been used to eliminate its destructive Overlord Force. This was originally the holy dicine for newly born children in our clan to refine their bodies and is also suitable for those who are skilled in Body Refining Technique to refine their physique. Would Mr. Saraf Pei agree to use it as compensation for our previous powerless actions?"
"I do not agree!" Pei Yan rejected the offer decisively, then turned to Saraf with sarcasm, "It seems like your subordinates don't care about your life and death. I thought with the condition I proposed, those two would imdiately sacrifice themselves to save you in distress. On the contrary, it's Long Jin, who doesn't get along with you, being so considerate of you."
Listening to Pei Yan's sarcastic remarks, Saraf remained silent and instead glanced at his subordinates. At this mont, Julian was also glancing at Saraf's condition from the corner of his eye. As their gazes t, seeing the disdain and resentnt in Saraf's eyes, Julian shivered. He knew that his failure to imdiately stand out and express his stance earlier had angered this capricious master. Even if things were resolved smoothly today and Saraf was welcod back, his future days would surely be difficult. Thinking of this, Julian's resentnt towards Pei Yan grew even more intense!
Ignoring Julian's resentful gaze directed at him, Pei Yan gestured dismissively to the heartbroken Long Jin and smiled, "Indeed, making you turn against each other was excessive, and it would fail to diminish the hatred in my heart! Here's the deal—I'll take the item, but you must also agree to one condition: the battle between you and from now on should only be between our two squads in this contest and should not involve external realms or seek help from the Immortal Palace squad. Furthermore, you cannot use this as an excuse afterward to cause trouble for the Immortal Palace or my Investigation Hall. If you agree, I'll release the person imdiately."
"Deal!" Long Jin realized that today's battle with the Investigation Hall was inevitable no matter what. Therefore, it was crucial to exchange Saraf back first. After speaking, she wasn't afraid of Pei Yan going back on his word in front of several realm spectators, so she simply tossed the porcelain bottle over to show her magnanimity.
Pei Yan caught the bottle with one hand, shook the bottle, listening to the sound of flowing water inside. He looked up at Long Jin and asked, "How do I use this? Is this amount enough?"
"Hmph!" Hearing this question, Long Jin seed to hear the funniest joke, and along with her teammates, she sneered before coldly saying, "Do you know how much Bloodline Power a Holy Dragon has? This is even after it has been refined and extracted! Don't bla for not reminding you; this bottle contains enough for three people. You should drip a few drops into three barrels of warm water to dilute it. Those who need to refine their physique should soak in it, allowing the dicinal properties to enter their bodies. It works for a person once, but repeated use does not enhance the effects greatly. Also, I advise you to find soone truly skilled in Body Refining Techniques to use the dicine. Even though this dicine has been neutralized to remove the Overlord Force from the bloodline, it's not sothing an average person can endure. Those with weaker constitutions might even suffer bodily collapse. If such a situation occurs, don't accuse of giving you poison to harm people!"
Pei Yan nodded to indicate he understood, then put the porcelain bottle into his bosom and waved his hand. Two robots carrying Saraf floated toward the Spirit Monster Realm's camp. When Saraf brushed past Pei Yan, he suddenly spoke, "Wait a mont!"
Pei Yan imdiately beckoned the robots to halt. He was curious to hear what Saraf wanted to say to him at this mont.
"Pei Yan, today's kindness of saving will be repaid by my Dragon Realm a hundredfold after I return the favor to you! After I repay your life-saving gratitude today, I will also demand payback for the humiliation you have shown publicly!"
Listening to Saraf forcing out the vow word by word from his throat, Pei Yan laughed heartily and patted his shoulder, responding boldly, "Clear demarcation between gratitude and grievances—this is how it should be. Whether it's repaying kindness or seeking revenge, I'll be waiting for you, Pei Yan! Now go reunite with your companions, and rember that your survival isn't due to my kindness. You should be thanking your teammate who knows the value and priorities!"
"Hmph!" Saraf did not say much more but grunted, letting the two chanical avatars carry him back to his own team. Facing Julian, who was eagerly reaching out to greet him with a fearful and trembling expression, Saraf looked full of disdain and snorted, "Fool, get lost!"
Scolded by the Young Master, Julian froze awkwardly with his arms spread wide, then slowly lowered them, clenched his hands into fists, and looked up at the instigator Pei Yan, who had cast him into this abyss of despair. With fury making his eyes almost burst, he wished he could rush forward and tear Pei Yan apart, but his inherent cowardice made him fear Pei Yan's ferocious power, leaving him standing in place, glaring angrily yet helplessly.
"Long Jin, you've gone above and beyond; it's all thanks to you this ti! Afterward, my clan will compensate for your losses." Being supported back by Long Jin, Saraf finally humbled his head to sincerely thank the girl before him.
"Why say such things? Although our two clans have many conflicts, we nonetheless represent the face of the Spirit Monster Realm in front of outsiders. We must remain united, or else we'll be looked down upon." As Long Jin spoke, she placed her hand on Saraf to check his injuries. After a mont, she exclaid softly and frowned, gesturing for other teammates to handle vigilance, then leaned over to Saraf's ear and whispered, "Who hurt you? Was it Pei Yan? Can soone injure you so severely that even the Bloodline Power in your body was seized so much? You cannot delay here any longer; you must leave the arena imdiately for specialized treatnt by the clan's experts. Another mont of delay will ruin your future entirely!"
"Long Jin, your words alone are worth my persistence till now!" Saraf, in turn, grabbed Long Jin's wrist as she was about to send him out of the competition ground, expressing a bitter smile, "I used to be narrow-minded and too arrogant. If I offended you before, I hope you can forgive !"
After saying this, Saraf tightened his grip, interrupting Long Jin's attempt to speak, continuing, "Indeed, I was saved by Pei Yan—that's a fact, so don't doubt it. The person who hurt is soone from the Blood Demon sect. Although he hasn't fused multiple realm origins, he has power equal to ours and even more formidable. The reason why I shalessly begged Pei Yan to send back to the team was to remind you of precautions should you face him again, giving you a strategy for gaining the upper hand. Co closer; I'll tell you more."
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