Jiang Fan chuckled, "Do you want to strip me naked?"
"Why not!" Linglong's eyes shone as she blurted out almost involuntarily.
Realizing what she'd said, she smiled awkwardly, "Ahem, I must have the quasi-immortal technique, but the rest, you can choose a few to give me."
"If it's less, I won't mind; if it's more, I'll gladly accept."
Jiang Fan snorted coldly, "Don't think about anything else."
"Just the quasi-immortal technique, take it or leave it!"
Other things, once lost, are truly gone.
Only the Unity Ancestor Scripture, if she wants it, just let her have it. It's useless to her if she's not of the Ancestor Dao anyway.
Linglong's eyes darted around, and she reluctantly said, "Alright."
Jiang Fan said no more, placing his finger on his brow, imprinted the memory of the Unity Ancestor Scripture, condensed it into a speck of light, and sent it flying into the void.
Linglong excitedly caught it with glee, spread her wings, and decisively made her escape.
