The strategic value of a single Sacred Spirit Elixir far exceeded that of a demigod-grade item that was completely useless to John.
The voice transmission rang out once again.
"You really are ruthless."
John smiled without caring.
"You are the one asking something of me. Naturally, I have to be a little ruthless."
"Fine. Hand over the goods!" Skittershade muttered in dissatisfaction.
John first frowned slightly, then waved his hand.
The sword case that had fallen to the ground, its light completely gone, suddenly flew up and shot out of the trial space, disappearing to parts unknown.
Immediately afterward, a pale golden light drifted over from somewhere and landed in front of John.
When the light faded, it revealed a delicately carved crystal holy bottle filled with a mysterious aura. Ancient divine runes that were difficult to recognize flowed across the body of the bottle.
John quickly put away the holy bottle, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly as he said calmly,
