"Please show some restraint, High Immortal. Have you forgotten how my sect has worked tirelessly for the Spirit Turtle Immortal Domain these past years, making immense sacrifices and shedding so much blood? Not only have you offered us no compensation, but you also intend to seize our sect's Grand Elder's spirit pet—and now you're making such insulting remarks. Do you truly think that, just because you are from the Heavenly Court, you can repay kindness with enmity and treat rogue cultivators and the various immortal sects beyond the Heavenly Court as you please?" Xinhong arched her willow brows and rebuked him angrily.
"You're overstating things, Fellow Daoist. That so-called Elder Dongfang is nothing but a reputation-chasing fraud who has deceived us High Immortals and your Vermilion Immortal Bureau in no small measure. Since he isn't here at the moment, we'll capture his spirit pet first. That fellow named Dongfang will show himself soon enough." Lin Xingshan stroked his beard and smiled, but deep in his eyes burned an undisguisable heat. For an ordinary immortal sect elder to possess such spirit pets was truly a waste of heaven's gifts. If the Nirvanic Void Ant had not been protecting the spirit-chasing little white hound and the Realm-Breaking Insect on its body, even with his abilities, he really would not have been able to capture it.
As for the three-legged Golden Crow, although it appeared to have some innate defects and its fire-controlling abilities were not as terrifying as the rumors claimed, that was because its former master had been ignorant of beast-taming. Otherwise, even with innate defects, now that it had grown a third leg, how could its power be limited to what they saw before them?
If it fell into his hands, how could its combat strength remain at this level?