"Immortal, please bless me with the Soul Binding Lamp, your great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten!" Hui Yue knelt on the cold, icy snow, earnestly pleading with the person in front of her.
Jun Hong pressed his thin lips together and said slowly, "The Soul Binding Lamp is not something I can't give you, but to take anything from me, you must trade something in return."
Hui Yue looked up and said, "No matter what it is, I'm willing."
Jun Hong curved his lips into a smile as he looked down at Hui Yue. Knowing that she was eager to save someone, he said, "A person has three souls and seven spirits; if you're willing to give me one of your spirits, I will exchange the Soul Binding Lamp with you."
"Alright, I'm willing." Hui Yue agreed without hesitation.
"Do you know the consequences of losing one of your spirits?" Jun Hong wanted to see if Hui Yue would regret her decision.
