"I ask again, do you want to enter the Illusory God Realm?" Chu Mo asked once more.
The rooster numbed for a while, then suddenly laughed, cocked its head, and glanced wryly at Chu Mo, "Are you joking with me?"
Then, it became angry, "My bloodline is not as strong as it used to be. The rules of the Illusory God Realm are extremely strict. By what means can you take me into the Illusory God Realm? Kid, are you doing all this because I want some treasures from the Illusory God Realm? Are you kidding me?"
Chu Mo looked at the big rooster and chuckled, "What if I say I can?"
"..." The rooster stared at Chu Mo in disbelief, "I say, lad, you've become quite deceptive in these two years!"
"I'm serious." Chu Mo stared at the rooster, "Do you want to get in?"