Many children, many blessings; my family helped me win over the ultimate fairy.

"What are they doing here?!" an elder roared. "Have they come to laugh at us?!"

"No! Tell them to get out!"

The Phoenix Ancestor waved his hand and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Let them in."

He wanted to see what tricks these two old geezers were up to now.

A moment later, Jin Changge, the patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan, and Shen Wudao, the patriarch of the Divine Clan, entered together.

His face displayed just the right amount of concern and sympathy.

"Brother Feng, upon hearing about the Daoist Conference, we are truly indignant on your behalf."

When the patriarch of the Divine Clan, Shen Wudao, spoke, he immediately adopted a tone of empathy.

"It's a pity that neither Brother Jin nor I, from the Golden Lion Clan, are qualified goddesses. Otherwise, we would definitely be able to support Brother Feng."

Golden Lion Clan Chief Jin Changge nodded in agreement:

"Indeed, the human race is full of wolfish ambitions. Now that the Jiang family is powerful, if we do not make preparations soon, we may not even have a place to stand in the future."

"Brother Feng, in my opinion, it's time for our three royal families to put aside past grievances and join forces against the Jiang family."

Upon hearing this, the Phoenix Clan elders inside the hall all showed expressions of interest.

However, the Phoenix Ancestor simply looked at them coldly, as if he were looking at two clowns jumping around.

"Join forces? Who gave you that confidence?"

He let out a cold laugh, his laughter filled with sarcasm.

"Can you defeat the six ancestors of the Jiang family, or even Emperor Hengyu?"

"And who was it that, after the White Tiger Royal Family received such a huge benefit, immediately wanted to get a share of the pie, without even wanting to include my Phoenix God Clan? But when they saw the Seven Emperors descending into the sky, they didn't utter a single word and canceled their plans, and even went out of their way to send resources to the White Tiger Clan?"

The expressions of the two clan leaders stiffened slightly.

"Brother Feng, times have changed..."

"roll!"

The Phoenix Ancestor suddenly stood up.

A terrifying quasi-emperor aura suddenly erupted.

"The jokes of my Phoenix Clan are none of your business!"

The Phoenix Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, and he appeared to be insane.

"You think you can use my Phoenix Clan as cannon fodder to test the Jiang family's bottom line? You're dreaming!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to! Trying to take advantage of our misfortune and seize our Phoenix Clan's territory and resources? Let me tell you, absolutely not!"

His voice was filled with determination and madness.

The chilling killing intent that threatened to destroy each other caused Jin Changge and Shen Wudao's expressions to change slightly.

Their so-called alliance

The real plan was to take advantage of the Phoenix Royal Family's show of weakness to force them to relinquish some resources and the position of 'Lord of the Ancient Divine Mountain'.

Unexpectedly, this old phoenix was so fierce, preferring to die a glorious death rather than live a life of dishonor.

"Hmph! They don't know what's good for them!"

Shen Wudao snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Jin Changge also gave Phoenix Ancestor a deep look, his eyes filled with uncertain emotions, before finally choosing to leave.

Watching the two figures leave in a disheveled state, the Phoenix Ancestor seemed to have all his strength drained away, and slumped back onto his throne.

Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone understood that the Phoenix Clan had reached the edge of a precipice.

Ahead lies the insurmountable mountain of the Jiang family.

Behind them are allies eyeing them covetously.

"Ancestor..."

Feng Ling'er spoke in a trembling voice, tears finally bursting forth.

"It's my fault...it's all my fault..."

The Phoenix Ancestor closed his eyes, waved his hand, and his voice was full of desolation.

"What's the point of saying all this now..."

He stood up and walked unsteadily toward the depths of the main hall.

"Issue my order: the mountain is sealed off immediately. No member of the clan is allowed to leave."

"Also... let's go to Phoenix Blood Pool and urge the Ancient Ancestor again."

……

……

Outside the Wutong Temple.

Shen Wudao and Jin Changge walked side by side.

Both of them had a gloomy look on their faces.

"You ungrateful old fool!"

Jin Changge broke the silence first, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"They're about to die, and they still dare to act arrogantly towards us! Do they really think they can drag both our races down with them by themselves?"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. A trace of his quasi-emperor aura involuntarily leaked out, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

Shen Wudao's expression was equally unpleasant.

But he was more composed than Jin Changge.

"Don't worry, Brother Jin. Since Old Phoenix isn't giving us face, then we don't need to hold back either."

"What do you mean?"

Shen Wudao's eyes flickered.

"Do you think a mountain lord who can't lead the sacred mountain forward still has any purpose?"

Jin Changge was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.

"Brother Shen, what... what are you going to do?!"

"That's right!"

Shen Wudao sneered:

"Besides, don't we have suitable partners around us?"

"The White Tiger royal family, coupled with the current threat posed by the Jiang family, makes them an excellent target."

A powerful third party, but not powerful itself.

But it's the easiest to handle!

"And on the bright side, if the White Tiger royal family really manages to sit in that position, think about it, as the royal family of the sacred mountain, it would be reasonable for them to share some of their resources with other races."

"Yes, the Jiang family is powerful, but they can't interfere in things like this."

Jin Changge fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he also thought the suggestion was quite good.

The two exchanged a smile, everything understood without a word.

The sky over this ancient sacred mountain truly needs to change.

But it remains to be seen whose world it will ultimately be.

……

……

West Desert.

Wanfo Temple.

Golden light shone upon the earth, and the sounds of chanting and recitation filled the air.

This is a sacred Buddhist site, a pure land, where all the world's troubles seem irrelevant.

However, the news from the sacred Yaochi caused their Buddhist hearts to begin to waver slightly.

"Amitabha, the Jade Pool Holy Land has such great fortune."

"A single sacred body represents the foundation of an immortal power spanning ten thousand years. The Jiang family's imperial son truly possesses the ability to turn decay into wonder."

On the lotus throne, the abbot of Wanfo Temple held prayer beads, his appearance solemn and dignified, with a compassionate smile on his face.

Beside him, several Arhats and Bodhisattvas dressed in red robes were whispering among themselves.

At this moment, a young novice monk rushed into the main hall, his face showing a mixture of anxiety and confusion.

"Abbot! Venerable Bodhisattvas!"

The young novice monks performed the eleven-fold salute.

"This disciple doesn't understand. If the Jade Pool Holy Land can obtain such an opportunity, why is our Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple completely silent? Didn't we also send Senior Sister Miaoyin to the Jiang family back then?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Miaoyin is profound in Buddhist teachings, and her beauty is hailed as the greatest in all of Buddhism throughout history. Why was she not selected?"

"Could it be that the Jiang family's imperial son harbors prejudice against our Buddhist sect?"

The young novice's words also reflected the sentiments of many young monks in the hall.

Upon hearing this, the abbot, who was in charge of the overall situation, simply smiled and remained silent.

Beside him, an old monk with long eyebrows that reached his chest and an aura as deep as the sea slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the young novice monk, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Foolish child, you only see the wind in front of you, but you have not seen where the wind rises from."

The young novice was even more confused:

"Please enlighten me, Venerable One."

The old monk stretched out a withered finger and pointed it to the east, towards the Jiang family's territory.

"You only know about the immense benefits of Yaochi, but have you ever considered the simplest question?"

"What's the problem?"

"Why has the Bodhisattva Wonderful Sound not returned yet?"