"Everyone who comes is a guest. Fellow Daoist, it wasn't easy for either of us to cultivate to our current realms. Can't we discuss things properly? Must we really fight and kill?" Tian Zhongyu smiled when he heard Little Fire Crow's words, seemingly not annoyed in the slightest. Having cultivated to this level, it was naturally better not to fight if they could avoid it. Otherwise, if they were careless and damaged their vitality, it would be a huge loss.
"Hmm, what you said does make sense. With this great immortal gracing your place with my presence, I've certainly made your humble abode shine. It's just that staying here in idleness is terribly boring. If you have anything interesting for this great immortal to play with, offer it up quickly. If you don't..."
Little Fire Crow's eyes spun mischievously, looking thoroughly up to no good.
"And what if we don't?" Zou Jiufeng had long since been angered by Little Fire Crow's lofty attitude. If the other party's strength truly surpassed his, then lowering himself and speaking humbly would be understandable—after all, the other party's fists were bigger. But the other party hadn't even raised a hand yet and was already acting as though he could order everyone around. How could Zou Jiufeng swallow this anger?
"Don't have anything? Then that'll be troublesome." Little Fire Crow let out a dry cackle.
Tian Zhongyu frowned as well. He had thought Zou Jiufeng's airs were already bad enough, but there was always someone higher on the mountain. Since they couldn't reach an agreement and Zou Jiufeng was willing to stick his neck out, that was naturally perfect.
"Then lay out your terms," Zou Jiufeng snorted.
But before Zou Jiufeng had even finished speaking, an unremarkable little fireball came drifting over. It looked just