"Immortal Venerable, my lord! From this day forth, the Hundred Flowers Household will be your servant at your side. Whatever you wish to know, I will tell you everything; whatever you want me to do, I will do it!" The Hundred Flowers Immortal sounded like a complete lackey as she transmitted her message over. She was directly clinging to my leg, so to speak. It was understandable—she had never seen an Eight Extremes Dao-Proving Immortal before. With an existence like me placed right before her, she had long since looked up to me in awe. Why would she care whether I was friend or foe?
Gambling was her life. This was a magnificent opportunity for a gamble, and she had immediately shoved all her assets onto me, going all in.
"Enough, enough. Can't you call yourself an immortal maiden? Why keep calling yourself a servant? If you don't find it humiliating, I do. If you want to offer up your city, have you made the preparations? If you haven't and end up exposing yourself, don't blame me for turning against you and refusing to recognize you as an immortal." I warned her. The Hundred Flowers Immortal was a troublemaker, the very embodiment of placing profit above all else. I couldn't let her deceive me. No matter how bewitchingly beautiful or obsequious she was, I couldn't put too much faith in her.
"Yes, yes, yes. Immortal Venerable, come to me at once. I will present the city to you with both hands. However, I am entangled in that Old Monster Chu's blessing Laws. If I am to reveal the crucial information to you, I fear that I must first dispel these Laws. Yet dispelling them presents another problem: once they are gone, I will no longer be able to control this