Got him!
Seeing the anxious and eager expressions on Zi Luo and the other Immortals' faces, Xu Fan felt a surge of joy in his heart, but outwardly he wore a look of grievance.
"What kind of existence is the Immortal Monarch? Upon laying eyes on you, I was already captivated by your elegance. The disrespect I showed earlier was entirely because I was coerced by this scoundrel. My Realm's strength was no match, and I had no choice but to comply..."
"Enough with the nonsense!" Xu Fan hadn't finished speaking before Zi Luo rudely interrupted him. "I asked you about the Divine Artifact, why are you rambling?"
There was no such Divine Artifact; it was all a fignt of Xu Fan's imagination. But seeing Zi Luo's deanor, Xu Fan couldn't help but doubt himself. Could there really be a Divine Artifact in a low-rank plane? Zi Luo's anxiety—did he know sothing?
Xu Fan did not believe that a creature who had lived for thousands, maybe even tens of thousands of years, would show such a reaction to sothing completely made-up.
"The Divine Artifact is vastly powerful, and this nuisance has been gathering strength for quite so ti. I humbly ask the Immortal Monarch to promise to ensure my safety."
Zi Luo was exasperated. I asked you about the Divine Artifact, what are these irrelevant things you're talking about?
"Granted! Stop the nonsense!"
Xu Fan acted as if he hadn't heard the suppressed rage in Zi Luo's words, clasped his hands, and pleaded again, "One more thing, I humbly request the Immortal Monarch's indulgence."
Zi Luo was so angry that he almost spat blood. The surrounding Immortals were equally frustrated, longing to rush forward and beat Xu Fan up, yet they dared not move rashly due to the ntion of the Divine Artifact.
"Granted! I grant you three requests! Any request! You can seek fulfillnt from at any ti!"
The promise of an Immortal sounded precious, yet it often ant little. Righteous n are few among butchers, faithless ones are many among scholars. Among beings who've lived thousands or tens of thousands of years, which one isn't cunning and treacherous? Especially when the powers are unequal, promises are as aningless as a fart.
And yet, Xu Fan seed ecstatic, almost ready to grab Zi Luo's hand, showering gratitude repeatedly, "Thank you, Immortal Monarch! Thank you, Immortal Monarch!"
The Immortals nearby felt like thrashing Xu Fan. Who cares about your thanks? They an nothing! But they had no choice but to put on smiling faces, enduring until Xu Fan got over his excitent.
Jin Li stared at the scene blankly, his mind buzzing with only one repetitive thought: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
Even Chu Le'er, who was always performing the role of a pitiable girl, was gaping at Xu Fan, as if seeing him for the first ti.
Truthfully, Xu Fan didn't want things to be like this, but he had already scolded, humiliated, and yet the other party remained unmoved. Xu Fan had no choice but to fabricate a Divine Artifact to catch their attention. Now, however, he ran into a problem—having never seen a Divine Artifact, how could he continue making things up?
Glancing inadvertently at Chu Le'er and seeing her stunned expression, Xu Fan almost cursed. Here he was, dancing on a knife's edge, creating more than one rare opportunity for her, but she had spaced out completely!
Partnering with such an unreliable colleague was a stroke of bad luck. Though he was seething inside, Xu Fan had to show an excited face to the outside. It was an ordeal not easily shared with others.
Xu Fan sneakily observed Chu Le'er, but everyone else focused on the jubilant Xu Fan. Zi Luo wore a polite smile, his face half-frozen by the attempt. Many Immortals wore skeptical looks. Excitent over three promises from the Immortal Monarch was fine, but there was no need to overdo it.
Seeing this, Xu Fan realized there was no turning back and had to proceed. Reluctantly, he braced himself and said, "Immortal Monarch, since you promised fulfillnt anyti for anything, I'll claim the first promise now."
Zi Luo, unwilling to endure Xu Fan's prattle, thought to himself how disgraceful it was for an Immortal Monarch to smile so awkwardly at so nobody—an utter humiliation!
Wearing a stern face, Zi Luo rebuked angrily, "I am an Upper Realm Immortal Monarch. How could I deceive a youngster like you? One more word of nonsense, and don't bla for turning hostile!"
The Immortals also found the smiling awkward and chid in, "Rest assured, kid. Zi Luo Immortal Monarch is an Upper Realm Immortal Monarch, a registered noble identity beyond your comprehension or imagination."
"That's right! Forget three promises; a hundred would be a re swipe of the hand for an Immortal Monarch!"
Xu Fan, left with no choice, resorted to more fabrication, "It's not that I don't want to speak; the matter carries great weight. I worry that the rascal will beco enraged in sha and use the power of the Divine Artifact to silence . But since the Immortal Monarch has promised my safety..."
Xu Fan stopped, looking eagerly at Zi Luo, hoping he'd step closer—not for protection, but to give Chu Le'er a chance to act.
However, not only did Zi Luo stay put, but he also noticed Chu Le'er looking curiously in his direction, as if she'd completely forgotten the plan.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Fan resolved to finish the job and disappear, never to cooperate with Chu Le'er again. Determined, he showed resolve on his face and addressed Zi Luo Immortal Monarch with a bow, "In that case, I shall speak."
The Immortals suppressed the urge to rush forward and beat Xu Fan, forcing themselves to smile at him. Zi Luo did the sa, controlling his twitching eyebrows to smile at Xu Fan, showing goodwill, while secretly deciding to crush the boy once he shared sothing useful, to vent his imnse rage!
"Immortal Monarch, to report, the Divine Artifact in this rascal's hand is a massive club, capable of growing and shrinking with imnse power. A single blow could brush past and end lives! The Taoist Sect Leader, Han Kun, and the Immortal Envoy fell to this rascal!"
Jin Li's eyes burned with rage upon hearing Xu Fan's words, wishing to whip out a club and smash Xu Fan to bits! Though he did have a decent weapon, it wasn't even a Spiritual Artifact, not to ntion close to a Divine Artifact.
However, Zi Luo's eyes, burning with desire, dimd slightly, his expression a mocking one toward Xu Fan. "Such a Divine Artifact exists? How co I've never heard of it?"
A Divine Artifact's power is vast, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, sothing a Lower Realm plane could never possess. Though this Lower Realm plane was unique, that Divine Artifact definitely wasn't a club.
Xu Fan expected to be found out but had already prepared his response, continuing to fabricate, "The Immortal Monarch might not know. This rascal once hinted during threats that the Divine Artifact had Secret Techniques, able to transform in myriad ways. Only he knows what it truly is. Besides, it seems he acquired the Divine Artifact from a place called the Ice Palace."
"This scoundrel is too dangerous. The Divine Artifact in his hands is a heavenly sin. I humbly request the Immortal Monarch to strike him down!"
Ice Palace!
Zi Luo and Chu Le'er's eyes shone brightly, simultaneously staring at Jin Li.
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