"No one knows how much strength Yan Ji still has in the Immortal Realm. Even after seeing her with our own eyes, we can't be sure, let alone you." The Primordial Sword Demon hesitated, then nodded.
"Does this demon have any particular way of doing things?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"She does whatever she pleases. If she takes a liking to someone, even an enemy, she'll let them live. If she takes a dislike to them, she'll usually kill them outright. Since you can't resist her for now, you might as well settle down and be a good chess piece. It's not as if you've never done that before." The Primordial Sword Demon gave a snort.
Lu Xiaotian gave a soft snort in return. Back when the sword embryo was involved, he had gone to great lengths, spending thousands of years laying his plans before narrowly escaping the Primordial Sword Demon's pursuit. In truth, it wasn't that he had planned everything well. Even he hadn't expected the Devouring Soul Art to transform into a dragon as he cultivated it further. More accurately, the Primordial Sword Demon had lost to an accident.
"It seems there's no good solution for now." Since even these old monsters had no answer, Lu Xiaotian naturally wouldn't press them.
"Do you seniors know anything about the calamity hound?" Lu Xiaotian asked again. He had now broken through to the Profound Immortal Realm and could help the little white dog advance. But the process of advancing into a calamity hound was exceedingly dangerous, so before he began, Lu Xiaotian still wanted to ask these old monsters for their opinions. The spirit-tracking little white dog had been with him for so many years; Lu Xiaotian didn't want anything to go wrong.
"A calamity hound? How did you get mixed