When the waiter saw the spirit stones, he immediately smiled and said, "Fellow cultivator, you might not know this, but our Fire Tribe has been here since we were born."
Dong Xi nodded. The waiter continued, "Of course, this has something to do with the habits of our Fire Tribe."
Dong Xi immediately became serious, as if she was about to know something important.
"Hm?" Dong Xi said. "What habit?"
The waiter hooked his finger and Dong Xi immediately stepped forward. The waiter whispered, "We Fire Tribesmen will eat the Blessing of the Fire God. After eating it, we won't be afraid of the fire."
Dong Xi's eyes lit up. "There's such a good thing?"
"Of course," said the waiter. "But the Blessing of the Fire God is gradually decreasing. After we Fire Tribe members pass away, we will have to take back the Fire God's Blessing."
So it was a cycle.
"Where is the Fire God's Blessing?" asked Dong Xi.
