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The emaciated middle-aged man suddenly threw himself at Jin, bursting into tears as if he had finally reunited with a long-lost family member.
Chen Xuan stood there, dumbfounded. He glanced between the emaciated man and Jin, hesitantly asking, "Is this your relative?"
"Relative? Not at all!" Jin replied, annoyed. "This is my little brother from Wan Niu Ridge. He's a Cattle Fly Demon and was once my top lieutenant. He was quite skilled in night battles."
Jin flexed his chest muscles and helped Ye Xiao to his feet, giving him a light pat on the head. "Stop crying. You need to address this gentleman as 'Sir,' got it?"
"Got it, Boss!" Ye Xiao turned to Chen Xuan, forcing a smile onto his gaunt face. "Sir!"
Chen Xuan waved his hand, signaling Ye Xiao not to be so formal. Ye Xiao chuckled, ready to continue speaking when Jin interrupted him with a sharp slap.
Jin glared at him. "How did you end up here? With your abilities, you shouldn’t have been captured!"
Ye Xiao's smile faltered awkwardly at the question. He rubbed his hands together sheepishly. "After days of intense battles without feeding on blood, I ended up exhausted and unfortunately got caught. Sigh..."
With that, Ye Xiao sighed deeply, seeming genuinely remorseful about his capture. Jin raised an eyebrow, about to respond when he suddenly glanced at Old Xin and pulled Ye Xiao aside for a private chat.
Old Xin remained indifferent to Jin's actions, his expression was one of deep fatigue.
Chen Xuan looked at Old Xin in that moment and couldn't help but ask, "Old Xin, what's wrong?"
Old Xin hesitated, wanting to say something but ultimately sighed, "Even if I tell you, you won't be able to help me."
Chen Xuan smiled gently, "If you don't say anything, how will I know whether I can help you or not? Is it because I'm just a mortal that you think I can't assist you?"
Old Xin was at a loss for words; it was clear that this was indeed what he meant. However, facing Chen Xuan's sincere heart, Old Xin might also need someone to listen to him. He suddenly sighed again, gazing into the distance with a look of confusion. "Right now, the war between immortals and demons rages on, and many innocent demons and immortals have been caught in the crossfire. My wife is a kind-hearted snake demon. But a month ago, during an outing, she was accidentally injured by a group of immortals, causing her demon core to shatter."
As he spoke, an endless sorrow washed over Old Xin's face.
Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow and softly asked, "Is there any way to resolve this?"
The shattering of the demon core was something Chen Xuan had no knowledge about; he didn't even know what a demon core was. Yet he felt that if Old Xin told him he needed a solution...
Perhaps Chen Xuan could find a substitute in this world. After all, this is a technological world, and maybe they could replicate what Old Xin needed. However, Old Xin shook his head, his tone tinged with despair. "What I need only exists in the Demon Realm, and it is extremely rare. Moreover, it is something that the snake demon clan desperately seeks.
If it were a normal situation, I could exhaust my fortune to obtain one. But now, with the war raging between the two realms, even if I spent all my wealth, I still wouldn't be able to acquire one."
Sighing deeply, Old Xin expressed his profound hopelessness. Seeing Old Xin like this, Chen Xuan grew increasingly curious. "What is it that you need? Could you describe its appearance to me?"
"It wouldn't hurt to tell you," Old Xin replied. He reached into his robe and rummaged around before pulling out a piece of paper. On the paper was a drawing of a fruit—a Purple Fruit.
"This is what I urgently need: the Ling Snake Fruit. It is also a renowned Spirit Item in the Demon Realm. A common snake demon might go their entire life without ever obtaining one."
Old Xin cursed under his breath, staring wide-eyed at the Purple Snake Fruit in Chen Xuan's hand.
"Is this it?" Chen Xuan asked, holding up the Purple Snake Fruit.
Old Xin's lips moved slightly, overwhelmed with excitement and unable to articulate his thoughts.
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