After several hundred or thousand years, it will still be returned.

The ancient tree seemed to see through Han Xing’s thoughts and laughed, "Young friend, the holy artifact is crucial to my race, and we must not lose it. I ask you to sign a contract with me."

"After this mission, please make sure to return the holy artifact to us!"

The smile on Han Xing’s face instantly froze.

He hadn’t expected this ancient tree to be so unyielding, even resorting to a contract to bind him.

At this moment, he gave Cheng Jianyong a look.

Cheng Jianyong instantly understood.

"Damn, you old coot. Not only are you dragging your feet when lending something, but you also want us to sign a contract!"

"Are you really afraid we’ll run away?"

"Damn it, why are we going to deal with the God of Tricks?"

"Isn’t it to help you break free from this half-dead state?"

"Without us, where would you find someone to help you fight a divine spirit?"

"You ungrateful old coot!"

Cheng Jianyong cursed passionately, his face full of anger.

The ancient tree was left bewildered by Cheng Jianyong’s harsh scolding.

Although Cheng Jianyong’s scolding made sense.

But it also realized that this member of the Human Race was deliberately avoiding the real issue.

Dealing with the God of Tricks wasn’t just for its own sake.

This Human Race member’s goal was not to return the holy artifact to it.

However, before the ancient tree could speak.

Cheng Jianyong said, "Let’s go, Brother Xing, we won’t do it!"

"I’d rather cooperate with the God of Tricks than with this guy."

"He doesn’t have to do anything and gets benefits."

"Wanting everything without giving anything in return, isn’t that treating us like fools?"

"Where in the world is there such a good deal?"

Cheng Jianyong was even more enraged.

The crowd listened and also felt he made sense.

Han Xing nodded, "Then let’s go."

After speaking, they turned around and left.

Then, at this moment, the ancient tree panicked.

Although it knew that half of these Humans’ performance was out of indignation, and half was an act for it.

But if they really walked away and didn’t fight the God of Tricks.

It would be in big trouble!

As mentioned before.

Their goal in dealing with the God of Tricks wasn’t for it.

But no matter what, it would indeed benefit.

If these Humans could succeed, it could truly lift the curse that had plagued it for years and restore its peak strength.

Even if it takes the holy artifact as a price, so what?

The holy artifact is precious, but you have to be alive to take it.

It had already felt the curse spreading faster on itself.

The remaining time was running out.

"Hold on, young Humans."

The voice of the ancient tree calling them stopped them in their tracks.

Cheng Jianyong turned his head, still looking very defiant.

"What? We don’t want your stuff, nor do we want to help you!"

The ancient tree smiled wryly and said, "Please calm your anger, young friend."

"I thought about it, and you do have a point."

"In that case, let’s not sign anything."

"Whenever you’re done using it, just return the holy artifact to me."

It seemed to have had an epiphany, suddenly becoming extraordinarily generous.

Hearing this, everyone’s eyes lit up instantly.

Unexpectedly, this ancient tree actually compromised.

It turned out that Cheng Jianyong’s provocation, although clumsy, was quite effective.

Just when Han Xing was about to agree.

Cheng Jianyong seemed to think of something.

"Not enough!" Cheng Jianyong spoke again.

"What?"

The ancient tree asked in confusion.

"Your holy artifact is just on loan to us, and in the future, we still have to return it to you."

"By that calculation, you still haven’t given anything."

"This time we are dealing with the God of Tricks at the risk of our lives."

"Shouldn’t you offer something as a token of goodwill?"

Cheng Jianyong spoke convincingly.

The crowd seemed to remember something.

Wow, it makes sense!

This time they did such a big favor, and if successful, they would basically save the ancient tree from a near-death state.

The Tree Spirit Race offering something in return would be justified, wouldn’t it?

The ancient tree was momentarily stunned but helplessly laughed:

"Okay."

"How about this, young friends tell me what you need, and I’ll try my best to fulfill it."

Hearing the ancient tree’s promise, Cheng Jianyong smiled.

He gave Han Xing a look.

Signaling that the task was accomplished satisfactorily.

Han Xing, beside him, gave a thumbs up.

Sometimes, someone indeed needs to play the bad guy.

There you go, a few words, and you get even more benefits, why not?

Han Xing wasn’t worried that this ancient tree would back out.

He could see that the other party didn’t have long to live.

Once it dies, the Sky Island Forest will no longer have a demigod-level stronghold.

By then, the situation they face might be like the Witch Race back in the day.

Not only might they lose these treasures, but the entire Tree Spirit Race might also face extinction.

Not everyone can get as lucky as the Witch Race and encounter Han Xing.

Han Xing then picked up the conversation: "If we succeed this time, it would be equivalent to completing your previous commission."

"How about you first give us a Demigod-level Life Tree Heart."

"And ten Legendary Level Life Tree Hearts, we won’t take the divine artifact for now, what do you think?"

The ancient tree with entwined roots seemed a bit hesitant.

But upon recalling, it had initially prepared to part with these items.

Decidedly, it nodded.

"Okay."

The satisfied smile reappeared on Han Xing’s face.

He didn’t plan to push his luck any further, knowing when to stop.