Wang Jian leaned in, his voice a low and conspiratorial whisper. "I ask that you form an alliance with me and pledge to follow my commands. In return, I shall raise your cultivation to the very pinnacle of the Saint Realm and enhance the quality of your bloodline."
The Azure Spirit Lion's golden eyes widened slightly, taken aback by the audacity of Wang Jian's request. The promise of ascending to the peak of the Saint Realm and improving his bloodline was an enticing proposition. But it also came with a price—the lion would have to yield to Wang Jian's authority.
The lion paused, contemplating the offer. He knew the stakes were high, and the implications of this decision would reverberate throughout the forest. Yet, as he observed Wang Jian's presence, he was struck by the realization that this human had ascended to the Saint Realm within a remarkably brief span.