After hearing the black-robed man's words, a trace of hesitation appeared on Mu Xiao's face. He seemed deeply torn.
But a moment later, his brows slowly relaxed. He had already made his decision.
"Can you truly help me integrate the Demon Clan bloodline?" Mu Xiao raised his head and asked gravely.
"Of course. If I can do it myself, I can naturally help you do it too," the black-robed man said confidently.
As he spoke, he deliberately condensed a mass of demonic qi in his palm for Mu Xiao to see. The demonic qi was so dense that it was almost solid.
"So be it. Even if I survive this calamity today, I'll still be trapped here afterward, imprisoned forever. Rather than that, I might as well stake everything on one attempt," Mu Xiao said with a soft sigh, as though he had made some momentous decision.
"Excellent. With your help, Fellow Daoist Mu Xiao, success is all the more within reach." The black-robed man clapped Mu Xiao on the shoulder and smiled.
"Don't celebrate too soon. If I ever discover that you've deceived me, I'll drag you into the grave with me, even if it means scattering my soul to the winds." Mu Xiao narrowed his eyes, his words laden with warning.
"Heh, a wise bird chooses its tree before settling. Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Mu Xiao. I'm delighted to have your help. Why would I ever harm you? You shall certainly be richly rewarded." The black-robed man thumped his chest resoundingly as he smiled.
"I hope you'll keep your word," Mu Xiao said calmly.
"Now that we've formed an alliance and spared ourselves a fight, tell me, what's the situation inside the Spirit Cavern?" the black-robed man asked, lowering his voice.
"The Spirit Cavern? It's now occupied by