Ye Tianling was unfazed. He simply recalled the oath Fang Qingxue had sworn a few days prior, modified it slightly, and declared, "I, Fang Qingxue, swear upon the ancestral bloodline of the Fang Family and my supreme inherited Battle Soul, that once Wan Xuegui hands over all the treasures I have selected, I will give him the Creation Ice Blood Lotus! If I break this oath, may I, Fang Qingxue, and every member of my Fang Family be turned to dust and ashes under a myriad of calamities!"
After he finished, Ye Tianling looked at Wan Xuegui with contempt and added, "I, Fang Qingxue, am a person of my word. My promises are my bond! A dire oath centered on my own Soul, a dire oath made upon everyone in my entire Fang Family—do you believe me or not?"
Wan Xuegui had, of course, watched 'Fang Qingxue's' oath-swearing process very clearly.
He had also heard the oath perfectly.
At this point, he had no objections—the oath was undeniably real.
