Nan Li would rather be tortured than watch the platforms on Southern Split Mountain fall. They were the symbols of Southern Split Mountain and key structures of the place. Many cultivators liked to discuss the Dao here, and they liked the platforms. Without the platforms, it was no different from Southern Split Mountain collapsing.
Lu Zhou looked at the horizon. Then, he said, "We have an agreement. The true fire has been subdued by me. How can I return it to you?"
"This…" Nan Li could only say pleadingly, "Without the true fire, Southern Split Mountain will probably… I know I've made a promise, but I only wish Brother Lu will help me."
"I didn't say I won't help you," Lu Zhou said.
Nan Li was overjoyed. He nodded and said excitedly, "Good, very good! The true fire, true fire…"
