Behind the golden-glowing Chaotic Heaven Staff, Shen Xuan's calm face appeared.
"Saint Child, don't waste your efforts; just obediently accept your death."
"At this point, how could I beg for my life?"
"Good that you understand!"
Shen Xuan had no intention of sparing Wu Wenping.
One must root out evil completely.
Especially a formidable character like the Saint Child of the White Bone Sect.
If he were allowed to cultivate successfully and form a Demon Pill.
He would not spare Shen Xuan.
Moreover, Wu Wenping would likely report the matter of him killing a disciple of Medicine God Valley to its higher-ups.
How could Shen Xuan trust him and leave such a future threat?
Wu Wenping's face was calm.
"Shen Xuan, I have something you need."
Shen Xuan gave a faint smile.
"Let's hear it."
He didn't believe that Wu Wenping could offer such a valuable spiritual object worth trading.
