Lin Mo smiled and nodded, then entered the largest palace with Ying Tianxiao.
Inside the palace stood a magnificent throne and two rows of golden chairs, exuding opulence.
Ying Tianxiao sat on the throne, while Lin Mo and his two companions took the seats beside him.
"Servants, bring wine and food!"
Ying Tianxiao clapped his hands, and eagle demon soldiers immediately flew in from outside, bringing them fine wine and meat.
However, the wine was crimson blood wine, and the meat was all bloody and raw. Naturally, they found it difficult to stomach.
Lin Mo cupped his hands. "Eagle Clan Chief, perhaps we should discuss our business first."
Ying Tianxiao nodded and asked solemnly, "Lin Mo, what brings you to our Eagle-Fighting Tribe today?"
Lin Mo asked, "Eagle Clan Chief, do you know anything about the White-Spirit Immortal Crane?"
"The White-Spirit Immortal Crane?"
Ying Tianxiao shuddered, his expression growing somewhat complicated.
Only after a long silence did he ask gravely, "Lin Mo, may I ask why you want to know about the White-Spirit Immortal Crane?"
After a moment's consideration, Lin Mo held nothing back and laid everything out. "To be frank, Chief Ying, there is a city in our Divine Land called the Shadow Ink State. Hundreds of thousands of cultivators throughout the city have had their minds controlled by a villain using Black-Plumed Peacock Blood."
"Black-Plumed Peacock Blood is an evil substance of the Demon Race. The only treasure capable of neutralizing this poison is the White-Spirit Immortal Crane Feather."
"To save the Shadow Ink State, I came all the way to Ten Thousand Fiends Mountain to seek information about the White-Spirit Immortal Crane."
Ying Tianxiao fell silent for a moment, then sighed softly. "In that case, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
"Oh?"
Lin Mo frowned. "Why is