Knowing that the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Fruit was guarded by a Golden Hou far more terrifying than the Black Flood Dragon, Qiong Lie and the others looked grave. But Ling Tian and Mo Yan's confidence was infectious, and their worries soon faded, replaced by surging battle intent.
"Brother Yuan, you're good at devising tactics. Let's discuss how to deal with this Golden Hou," Ming Ye said, glancing around. "We've known one another for so many years, and you understand everyone's abilities well. If you assign us our tasks, we'll have a much better chance of succeeding."
After witnessing the cleverness of Ling Tian's tactical arrangements over the years, Qiong Lie and the others respected him greatly. They had no objections.
Ling Tian didn't stand on ceremony. After pondering for a moment, he said, "We need to lure the Golden Hou out. We won't have the advantage of terrain if we fight on its turf, and the battle could easily damage the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Fruit."
"Exactly. But how do we lure it out? Little Black said earlier that the Black Flood Dragon hasn't ventured out in over ten thousand years. Now that the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Fruit is about to ripen, there's even less chance it will leave," Su Ying said, her brows knitting with worry.
"Ordinarily, luring the Golden Hou out would be difficult, but right now, we do have a chance." Silver Fox picked up the conversation. Seeing the puzzled expressions around her, she patted the Black Flood Dragon and smiled. "We have Little Black. Golden Hous love eating dragon brains. Let it go provoke the Golden Hou. I refuse to believe it won't come out."
"Exactly. Ancient savage beasts have their pride. They never show mercy to lesser savage beasts that dare challenge their authority. Sending the