"However, after being tempered by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire for so long, even a curse as big as the heavens would likely be burned to ashes within that divine fire.
There won't be any issues."
Seemingly worried that Dongfang Qing might abandon letting Qi Xiu retrieve the Flying Immortal Pot because of this intangible curse, Shen Wansan quickly added a sentence.
The talk of the curse was his conjecture and deduction.
But if he didn't speak out truthfully about it, there was no guarantee that Dongfang Qing wouldn't trouble him.
"If you're so sure, why don't you let your people fetch it."
With a glance at Shen Wansan, Dongfang Qing grunted and rolled up his sleeves, walking to one side. In a corner unseen by the Wealth God True Lord, he slowly rubbed a greenish-gold copper ring on his wrist.
A row of intricate talismanic scripts on the copper ring flickered slightly a few times.
