Hou Niao curled his lips. These Upper Cultivators, there wasn't a generous one among them; it seems regardless of the Daoist Kingdom, the higher one's cultivation, the tighter one's hand becomes. Hoping for something to leak from someone else's grasp was unlikely.
"Hou Niao has come here specifically to request the Fairy's assistance; just as the Fairy said, since I have contributed, albeit modestly, to the Anhe Daoist Sect, perhaps it would be permissible for me to open my mouth on occasion?"
The Daoist watched him warily. This guy was no ordinary person—more cunning than a monkey, a slippery character. She even regretted saving him back then; it might have been better to have fed him to the Water Demon, to save herself the current hassle.
"It is possible, but only within my capabilities. Don't overstep your bounds and don't get too greedy," she said.
