"Right now, Sect Master Xiao neither agreed to those people's demands nor clearly refused them.
I'm not afraid of dying. It's just that my Lineage's blood-deep vendetta has yet to be avenged.
I don't want to die like this.
If Sect Master Xiao agrees to hand me over to those people, I definitely won't survive.
Can you help me?"
"How do you know I'll help you?" Xu Zimo asked with a light laugh.
"I don't know." Ji Baiyu shook her head.
"But I have no other way now.
I don't know anyone else. I can only come beg you."
"You don't need to worry." Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head. "You carry the inheritance of a Great Emperor.
The sect still knows which is more important."
"But what if?" Ji Baiyu asked.
"How about this? Stay on my Yan Nan Peak for now," Xu Zimo said.
"No matter what, you're someone I brought here.
Let's see who dares lay a hand on you."
"Thank you." Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Ji Baiyu hurriedly thanked him.
"No need. Since I brought you to the True Martial Sacred Sect, I'll naturally protect your safety here."
Xu Zimo waved his hand. "As for the other matters, you'll have to resolve them yourself."
"I understand." Ji Baiyu nodded.
"Who are your enemies?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"The Seven Elders of the North Sea." Ji Baiyu took a deep breath and slowly replied.
Seeing Xu Zimo's puzzled gaze, Ji Baiyu explained, "They are notorious throughout the entire Northern Continent, their names steeped in infamy.
It could be said that they would do anything to become stronger.
However, they are also seven Divine Meridian Realm experts. Ordinary factions are unwilling to provoke them."
"They have their eyes on the Feather Emperor's inheritance, don't they?" Xu Zimo