"You spread the news that, as long as someone could save your wife, you’d be willing to pay the price, correct?" the majestic yet cold voice clarified.
"Yes." Xue Ying nodded.
"Alright."
The undulation then proceeded to envelop Jing Qiu for a moment before the voice resounded once again. "Your wife’s soul has almost dissipated, yet you’re asking me to save her?"
"I’ve heard that that there are miraculous treasures capable of reconstructing the soul; if you used one of those, you should be able to save my wife. The Temporal Temple probes through billions of worlds, the Deity World, and the Dark Abyss. I believe that it has definitely been able to procure some of these treasures, and quite a few at that." Xue Ying continued, "Of course, I still ask the Temporal Temple for help in saving my wife. I promise that I’ll definitely follow your orders."
Xue Ying felt truly anxious. His heart rapidly palpitated, for this would determine the fate of his wife.
