264 Beast Attack 264 Beast Attack Jiang Fan stopped.
Compared to Fu Chaohun’s worthless life, his interest in the treasure was naturally greater.
“Tell me, what kind of treasure!”
“Don’t tell me it’s just some crystal stones and pills; I don’t care for that.”
He casually took out a crystal token worth a hundred thousand and waved it in front of her.
Ming Youlian’s expression changed slightly, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand from inside her robe.
She had actually planned to use some ordinary items to get rid of Jiang Fan.
Who would have thought Jiang Fan was so wealthy?
It seemed that ordinary items would not move him.
If she wanted to save the chief disciple of the Heavenly Sound Sect, she had to give it her all.
She glanced at Fu Chaohun.
Despite his attempt to abandon her alone on the boat just now,
making her feel deeply disappointed,
he was still the chief disciple of the Heavenly Sound Sect, the future hope of their sect.
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So, she could only do her utmost to save him.
Gritting her teeth, painfully and reluctantly, she undid the long wooden box strapped to her back and caressed it one last time.
Seeing this, Fu Chaohun couldn’t help but be shocked: “Great Elder, this… this is your life-bound magical artifact!”
“You’re going to give it to him?”
Selfish as he was, a hint of guilt finally surfaced in his heart.
Jiang Fan’s brow twitched.
The so-called life-bound magical artifact referred to a treasure a strong practitioner relied on, capable of unleashing the majority of their power.
From the literal meaning, one could tell it was immensely powerful.
As Ming Youlian opened the wooden box, a white ancient zither with a classical air came into view.
Each string was as transparent as crystal, evidently made from the tendons of a demon beast in the Core Formation Realm.
The zither body was carved from some unknown ancient wood, engraved with superior runes.
The entire instrument exuded spirit light, emitting an extraordinary aura.
“A top-grade magic artifact!” Jiang Fan was secretly amazed.
Such an artifact was only worthy of the elders and sect masters of the Nine-Sect.
Disciples had no chance of obtaining it.
Ming Youlian, with a face showing intense reluctance, handed it to Jiang Fan:
“I only ask Young Master Jiang to show mercy and spare Fu Chaohun’s life.”
Jiang Fan pondered for a moment and said, “Alright.”
“However, I need you to write a ‘no-compensation gift letter.’”
If it were someone else’s item, he would have just taken it.
But Ming Youlian’s character made him wary.
She was severely injured now and naturally appeared weak.
When her wounds healed, if she claimed Jiang Fan had taken her belongings while she was weak, he would be defenseless.
And she was a Great Elder of the Nine-Sect, while Jiang Fan was just a disciple.
Where would Jiang Fan seek justice then?
“What do you mean?” Ming Youlian’s old eyes widened in anger: “Do you think I, an old woman, would go back on my word?”
In fact, she did have such thoughts in her heart.
If she couldn’t find a better top-grade ancient zither afterward, she would definitely find ways to get the zither back.
She never expected Jiang Fan to be so cautious, guarding against her.
Jiang Fan touched Fu Chaohun’s neck with the tip of his sword: “Just ask if you’ll write it or not.”
Ming Youlian’s eye twitched, and she cursed Jiang Fan inwardly.
With a gloomy face, she reluctantly dipped her arm in blood and wrote a blood letter on the spot.
Only then did Jiang Fan smile.
He took both the ancient zither and the blood letter.
“Are you going to release him now?” Ming Youlian stared at Jiang Fan.