Chapter 710: Conditions

The merchant mistress stared at the life disc before her, her eyes filled with astonishment; though she had seen many rare and precious objects, she had never encountered anything quite so unusual.

"Something that can measure lifespan? How does it work?" she asked, immediately intrigued.

"Just drip one drop of blood here," Li Yi said, pointing to the life disc.

Wu Heng immediately fetched the disc, bit her finger, and let a drop of blood fall onto its center.

Soon.

The disc began to rotate, then the first digit settled at three before the pointer, followed by four on the second ring, and five on the third.

"Merchant Mistress, your lifespan is three hundred forty-five years," Li Yi said, his expression slightly altered.

Do all people in this world live this long?

A woman—neither warrior nor cultivator—can live three hundred forty-five years?

"This compass is real. My clan's elders die around this age," Wu Heng nodded immediately, confirming the disc's authenticity.

Li Yi said: "I have mastered the method of immortality; though I have not truly reached that state, my lifespan has become exceedingly long."

As he spoke, he also dripped a drop of blood onto the disc.

Soon, the disc spun again, beginning to measure Li Yi's lifespan.

In truth, Li Yi had not tested his lifespan in a long time; he rarely used that life-consuming supernatural weapon, so he never worried about his lifespan.

But now that he had reached the Five Qi Realm, his body had evolved, and with his divine blood awakened, his lifespan would undoubtedly be extremely long—though not truly immortal, living a thousand years should be no problem.

Indeed, when the disc stopped, Li Yi's lifespan displayed: three thousand one hundred years.

"I can live three thousand one hundred years," Li Yi said calmly. "If you obtain the method of immortality, you too can live a thousand years. This is the highest condition I can offer—consider it carefully."

Wu Heng stared at the number. Though she could not read the characters of the Four Seas and Eight Regions, she could tell Li Yi was not lying—she believed he truly possessed the method of immortality.

Even direct descendants of divine blood warriors could not live three thousand years.

Yet despite such an alluring offer, Wu Heng did not lose her reason; instead, she gazed at Li Yi with burning intensity and said: "Great Yi, three thousand years is enough for you to become a god in your own right. You should not place yourself in danger. I can help you free Xiu Xiang, but as payment, I do not want the method of immortality."

"You don't even want the method of immortality? What do you want, Merchant Mistress?" Li Yi frowned.

But Wu Heng rose and walked beside Li Yi, kneeling down beside him, then grasped his hand: "I wish to become your wife. If you agree, I will not only free Xiu Xiang, but also grant you half of Beihuang City."

"Half of Beihuang City?" Li Yi's eyelid twitched.

Damn, this Wu Heng was clearly a hidden heiress.

But he had not expected her to be lusting after his looks.

Wu Heng now stared intently at Li Yi, awaiting his answer; in her view, whether it was the method of immortality or future divine protection, nothing compared to becoming Li Yi's wife.

"Your condition is too high. I cannot accept," Li Yi replied calmly.

"My beauty rivals that of any beauty, my wealth rivals that of any lord—I can build you a powerful divine blood clan. Why refuse me as your wife?" Wu Heng said again.

Li Yi said nothing, but stood up immediately: "It seems coming here was a mistake. I should seek other ways to save Xiu Xiang."

"Great Yi, wait!" Wu Heng hurriedly knelt and bowed: "I apologize for my rash behavior just now."

Li Yi stared at her: "A merchant mistress must behave like one. Not everything can be bought and sold. Your actions insult me. If my future wife learned of today's events, she would kill you. But I promised to protect you once—so my promise cancels out today's humiliation."

Wu Heng said: "This is the price I deserve for my rashness. But may I speak a few more words, Great Yi?"

"What else does the merchant mistress wish to say?" Li Yi asked.

Wu Heng said: "I will help you free Xiu Xiang."

"What is the condition?" Li Yi asked again.

Wu Heng said: "This time, no condition. Consider it my compensation to you."

Li Yi eyed her skeptically, finding it hard to believe.

Wu Heng offered no further explanation, but said: "Great Yi, come with me. I can take you to Xiu Xiang—he is imprisoned in the most dangerous jail in Beihuang City. To rescue him, you must obtain the lord's pardon."

"Perhaps Xiu Xiang knows better how to save himself."

As she spoke, she rose again and ordered her servants to prepare for travel.

Soon.

Servants and guards brought a carriage inlaid with jewels and strewn with flowers—but the beast pulling it was no horse, but a massive, unfamiliar creature whose power was certainly equal to that of Qiu Niu.

Wu Heng quickly stepped into the carriage and extended an invitation: "Great Yi, please accompany me."

Li Yi studied her, uncertain whether to trust this woman.

He sensed she was no ordinary person; only someone with more than mere wealth could possess such riches in Beihuang City.

In Earth's logic, when a person's wealth reaches a certain level, they must also wield extraordinary power—or they would have been destroyed long ago. And in this wilderness, power means strength.

Therefore, Wu Heng must command a formidable force, one capable of sustaining such immense wealth.

But now, Li Yi had no better option.

Aside from trusting this woman, he could find no one else to aid him.

"I hope you do not disappoint me," Li Yi said. "If you help me free Xiu Xiang, I will give you your due reward."

As he spoke, he stepped into the carriage.

The beast pulled the carriage, guards led the way, and the procession moved toward the inner city of Beihuang.

Inside the carriage.

Wu Heng smiled and stroked her abdomen, then said: "If Great Yi insists on giving me a reward, I wish for a divine blood offspring of yours—then I may build a divine blood clan."

"." Li Yi realized: this woman was scheming for him.

"A direct descendant of divine blood should not be hard for a merchant mistress to find. You need not rely on my blood."

Wu Heng said nothing, only smiled at Li Yi.

(End of Chapter)