"Heavenly Immortal Bamboo is the root of the Bamboo Clan.
It can nurture spiritual intelligence in every bamboo plant. If it is gone, I fear the Bamboo Clan will completely become food."
Hearing this, Xu Zimo understood as well.
The Iron Eater Clan was truly ruthless.
Every bamboo plant here currently possessed independent thoughts.
They did not wish to be eaten, so they had united in resistance.
If the bamboo had no thoughts, then what awaited them would be becoming food, passively allowing themselves to be eaten.
They would not even be able to resist.
No wonder the Iron Eater Clan was so unwilling to give up.
They wanted to sever the Bamboo Clan's roots and directly pen them up as food for their own clan.
This made Xu Zimo somewhat angry.
Something as important as the Heavenly Immortal Bamboo, yet Xiong Shiliu had merely helped him enter the Divine Mountain, and now wanted to exchange it so easily.
Wouldn't that mean making the Iron Eater Clan bleed heavily?
"Fellow Daoist, are you listening to me?" the Red-Haired Man asked.
Xu Zimo nodded and replied, "They can help me enter the Divine Mountain."
Hearing this, the Red-Haired Man seemed to let out a breath of relief.
"Entering the Divine Mountain is easy. I know someone in the Eighteen Saber Prisons.
If Fellow Daoist wishes to enter, I can pull some strings for you."
Hearing this, Xu Zimo grinned. "I'm going there to destroy the Eighteen Saber Prisons."
As soon as those words came out, the Red-Haired Man was stunned.
"Are you serious, Fellow Daoist?"
"What do you think?" Xu Zimo countered.
"Destroy them, then! I've long found the Eighteen Saber Prisons an eyesore. Those bastards strut around all day, arrogant and overbearing.
They deserve to be destroyed!" the Red-Haired Man