Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1388 Max's Conditions!

Right when Matthew was ready to express his support for Clan Head Raven's suggestion, Max interjected in a steady, leisurely manner, his words slicing through the hall's thick tension with remarkable sharpness. "I have one more condition," he stated, as if he were just tacking on a minor point to something already decided.

As soon as those words landed, all eyes in the room fixed on him, faces showing everything from shock to annoyance, while the entire conversation pivoted straight to the young man who stood there utterly composed, without any sign of anxiety.

"What more could you possibly want, boy?" Clan Head Jeremy demanded, his brow furrowed deeply, his tolerance obviously fraying as he glared at Max with open annoyance.

"A simple mortal like you is demanding way too much," Clan Head Raven chimed in icily, her gaze dripping with contempt as she gazed down at him. In her view, a mortal presuming to impose terms on the mighty clans of the Divine Realm was nothing short of outrageous.

Max merely lifted his shoulders in a shrug, his face at ease, completely unbothered by their antagonism. "What can I say?" he responded offhandedly. "I got dragged into this fight to begin with."

Matthew directed his attention to Max, keeping his voice even and controlled amid the mounting strain. "What's your condition, Max?" he inquired.

Based on what he knew, Matthew realized Max was no ordinary thinker, and the request he was about to make would probably leave the Dark Phoenix Clan and the Heavenly Kirin Clan in a tricky spot.

A slight smile crossed Max's lips before he replied, choosing his words with care and intent. "First off, I need a treasure to push me into the Rebirth Realm, plus another one to aid my cultivation there, letting me progress several times until I hit the top of that realm."

He paused shortly, then went on in a seemingly casual way. "Second, I want the inheritance techniques from both your clans. Now that I've voiced it, I guess it's just two conditions after all. My error."

The air grew oppressively thick right away. Clan Head Raven's features contorted in rage, and she bellowed as soon as Max wrapped up. "How dare a mortal ask for our clans' inheritance techniques?" she thundered. "You're just a mortal who got fortunate enough to enter the Divine Realm, so act accordingly. Don't imagine that joining the Black Dragon Clan as a disciple elevates you to anything notable."

"She's correct," Clan Head Jeremy declared somberly, his tone laced with a biting sharpness as he eyed Max. "Your first condition might have had a slim chance of approval, but the second is absolutely impossible. For a mortal, you overestimate your worth too greatly. That request won't happen."

Max arched a brow, his look turning to one of incredulity as he regarded the two leaders. "Are you for real?" he questioned evenly. "Your clans issued the challenge, saying if I fail, I have to seal the sword away forever, but now you're refusing to honor even my terms."

His tone chilled further as he pressed on, his stare steady. "Do you see me as a fool or something? You ought to know by this point that everything in life has a cost, and this is no exception. If you expect me to take on your challenge, then meet my conditions. If not, drop it completely. I'd sooner leave than gamble my sword for zero reward."

Max had long followed the rule of fair trade. If anyone tried to end his life, he'd strike back without a second thought. When opponents wagered in a fight, he'd match them, unwilling to be the sole one risking it all for nothing, regardless of the scenario.

"I side with Max," Matthew stated, his smile blending kindness with subtle force. "In this challenge, you're requiring him to surrender a sword that could make him a genuine prodigy in the Divine Realm, yet you're not open to his terms at all. As Max pointed out, nothing comes without cost in this world, so I suggest you two weigh this carefully before deciding on something you'll regret."

Upon hearing Max's statement followed by Matthew's firm backing, Clan Head Jeremy and Clan Head Raven went quiet, their eyes locking briefly before drifting away. It was clear to those around that they were now holding a private exchange via voice transmission, sharing ideas too delicate for open discussion.

For these two clans, letting the Dragonheart Sword end up with a Black Dragon Clan disciple was a major concern. Currently, a delicate equilibrium held among the three powers, each at similar strength levels, preserving a wary peace.

Yet, should Max retain the Sword Sovereign's weapon and stay in the Black Dragon Clan for as little as a millennium, they worried that equilibrium would shatter. Soon enough, the Black Dragon Clan would surpass the rest and claim dominance over the Dark Trinity Clans.

Once that happened, it wouldn't be long before the Black Dragon Clan overpowered their two clans, absorbing them into one supreme entity. That combined might could rival the Divine Four Clans and potentially emerge as the top power in the whole Verdant Sky Realm.

This very threat drove their resolve to ensure the sword was sealed eternally, whatever the expense.

And now, with Max refusing their challenge over his demands, they found themselves in a truly dire bind.