In the great hall, the lamplight flickered, casting swaying shadows upon the surrounding walls.
Xuanqing's face was indistinct, as if veiled by a mysterious mist, making it impossible to discern his expression.
Upon hearing Hu Qi's words, he paused for a moment before speaking slowly.
"What is it that you require, young friend? If I can be of assistance, I am duty-bound to help."
Hu Qi glanced at him.
"It's nothing major," he said. "I simply wish to borrow the Inheritance Secret Martial Arts you cultivate, Lord Xuanqing, as well as your Life Map Cultivation Method, to have a look. Would that be possible?"
"Mother Earth is about to awaken, and we don't have much time left. Instead of hoarding them selfishly, you might as well hand over the Inheritance Secret Martial Arts to me. It might give us a sliver of hope for survival."
Though his tone was calm, it was filled with immense confidence.
To be honest, Hu Qi held no great animosity toward Xuanqing.
