Xin Lin shouted loudly, successfully halting the man's movements.
"You're finally begging for mercy."
It seems that he had overestimated Little Budian, thinking she would rather die than submit.
"Who's begging for mercy? I'm just negotiating with you."
Xin Lin blinked her eyes.
"Based on what?"
The man's eyes slightly narrowed, his scornful look made Xin Lin want to gouge out his eyes, though of course, she only dared to think about it.
"Just based on me... based on the Fu Tian Pill in my body. If I'm not mistaken, what you want is not just the Fu Tian Pill, but Fu Xi's Energy."
Upon hearing this, the man's gaze slightly changed.
A thousand years ago, he was persecuted by his arch-nemesis, his Three Souls and Seven Spirits shattered into pieces, his cultivation not even one thousandth of his peak.
To retrieve all that, he had to rely on Fu Xi's Energy.
He painstakingly found the Fu Tian Pill and swallowed it.
