"Lord Xia! Feng Zhen is willing to submit! I am willing to devote all my abilities to the Heavenly Unity Dao, willing to fight to the death, willing to do anything for Lord Xia that others are unwilling to do!" After entering the Windveil Hall, Feng Zhen immediately sprawled on the ground and refused to get up. Several Immortals had practically dragged him before me.
Propping up my chin, I looked at Feng Zhen and asked coldly, "I told you to collect the gel, but you stood us up and made me waste so much time waiting. You hid in Dragon-Phoenix Tower and became a guest minister instead. You certainly showed foresight—and a few little tricks."
"That's a misunderstanding! I went treasure-hunting for Lord Xia, but I encountered a monster through sheer bad luck and was chased all the way to Dragon-Phoenix Tower, wasting I don't know how many days. Later, I realized the Sacrificial Immortal Blood Crossing was about to begin, so I didn't dare waste another moment. I happened to join Dragon-Phoenix Tower as a chief guest minister and promised that if anything happened, I would fight to the death for Dragon-Phoenix Tower. After all, only by doing that would Dragon-Phoenix Tower be willing to secure me a place at the Sacrificial Immortal Platform! Lord Xia, Feng Zhen wouldn't dare tell a single lie. This is the absolute truth!" Feng Zhen bowed to me again and again.
This man was not only afraid of death, but extremely clever as well. He would make a useful spy. As for expecting him to truly submit, that was out of the question. People like him would be indispensable when opening up the wastelands in the Immortal-Seeking Continent. Thus, I said, "Heh. Then are you willing to join the Heavenly Unity Dao