At the bottom of the Volcano of Demons, Ling Xian erased his smile and turned serious.
At this, Hong Yan Jun Zhu realized that Ling Xian meant business. His expression turned serious as well.
"I am indebted to you. Whatever it is, speak of it."
Hong Yan Jun Zhu looked at the handsome young man before him, "Though my cultivation level has fallen to the fifth realm, if you speak of the favor, I will do my best to fulfill it."
"Though it is a bit sad to think about, fifth level cultivation is enough." Ling Xian softly nodded and asked, "I am actually not so certain what will happen. But I need to ask you about something as a precaution."
"Oh?" Hong Yan Jun Zhu squinted his eyes.
"To put it simply – I need to take something from the Shang Qing Sect. Something that doesn't belong there."