I suddenly smiled and said, "Even if I am Xia Yitian now, I am still an Ascended Immortal. Has City Lord Beihu forgotten?"
"Of course not. Otherwise, I wouldn't be letting you stand here and talk peacefully. I would have fought you to the death." Beihu Zhan looked me up and down before continuing, "You killed Zeng Zixian, the Chosen One among us Ascended Immortals. You certainly have guts. But the price was indeed steep—you can no longer become the leader of the New Heaven Realm. It was practically a one-for-one exchange. I truly don't know whether we Ascended Immortals are simply too lucky, or whether the Original Immortals' destruction is already right around the corner."
"Zeng Zixian died by my hand. Does City Lord Beihu have nothing else to say?" I asked curiously.
"The Chosen One is indeed extraordinary, but how could he compare with the leader of a major Original Immortal faction? And having you become one of us would invigorate all Ascended Immortals. You possess several types of innate aura. Although you lack innate immortal qi, you still cannot be compared with Zeng Zixian. Isn't that so? Only Mortal Immortals would obsess over Zeng Zixian's death. Since I invited you here, I certainly would not." Beihu Zhan laughed.
"Because the Beihu family is imperial kin and former rulers, so you naturally care about how much benefit you can gain. Am I right?" I asked without the slightest hesitation.
Beihu Zhan closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a blazing light flashed within. "That's right! As royalty, our Beihu family would never truly take a Chosen One seriously. What matters is whether you can help us return to Heaven City—to the place that once belonged to our family!"
I stared at him with shining eyes and said,