The Feathered Immortal Herb, surrounded by Lu Yang and his four companions, especially Meng Jingzhou holding the Pure Yang True Fire and staring at it with fierce intent, knew that escape was futile, sighed deeply, and accepted its fate.
"Alright, alright, I won't run anymore."
Compared to being roasted and eaten now, being captured and kept for later was clearly the way to survive.
"That's more like it," Meng Jingzhou said as the Feathered Immortal Herb calmed down, clenching his fist to withdraw the flames, while Man Gu astutely put away the barbecue seasoning.
Man Gu had just gone through several ancestors without getting to the very first ancestor of the barbecue Man family.
"But just to be clear, you can't eat me, at least not all of me," the Feathered Immortal Herb said, eyeing the five cautiously.
"Of course," they replied.
