"Since you can't stop him, why insist on blocking him?" Feng Jiu sneered.
"Otherwise, you'll end up just like Zhu Tiangang."
"Your Highness, if we can win him over, perhaps this Demon Race crisis can be resolved," Elder Jin said probing, somewhat tempted.
"Win him over?"
"I would like to, but for a powerhouse of that level, what price would we need to pay to move him?" Feng Jiu asked.
She was a practical person.
The burden of the Demonfire Phoenix Lineage rested on her shoulders. During this time, she had witnessed far too much scheming and deception.
Responsibility forced one to grow.
At this moment, Feng Jiu saw matters far more clearly.
The current Demonfire Phoenix Lineage had little left that could stir anyone's interest.
"Let's see what he says. Since this man came looking for our Demon Race, he must have a purpose," Elder Jin said.
"As long as it is something we can bear, we can agree to it all."
For the Demonfire Phoenix Lineage, there was nothing left they could not afford to lose.
Powerful enemies surrounded them now. Resolving the threats from the other Demon Races and surviving were what mattered most.
Xu Zimo looked up and saw the gates of Flaming Mountain slowly opening.
Feng Jiu personally led Elder Jin, along with experts from the Luan Bird Race and the Long-haired White Dog Race, out.
It was clear that they were treating this with great solemnity.
Upon arriving before Xu Zimo, everyone bowed slightly.
They paid their respects to Xu Zimo and greeted him in unison, "Welcome, Senior, to Phoenix Imprisoning Phoenix."
Xu Zimo looked at them with interest.
"Didn't you just refuse to let me in?" he said.
"Senior, what I said does not count," Elder Jin replied with a smile.
"This