Shang Xia couldn’t understand their desire for Yan Ni’er. How was the blood of a swallow supposed to transform their bloodline?  

However, there were tons of mysteries in the world of cultivation. Not everything made sense.

Shang Xia wouldn’t bother getting to the bottom of things. To him, the most important thing was to receive all the benefits he could from the situation while changing the situation for the better for the Tongyou Peak.

“Senior, since your descendants’ bloodline is growing thinner and thinner, why would you want to join such a huge battle? If a few more of them die in battle, wouldn’t it be a huge loss to your race? From what I see, you should leave the battle entirely. In the future, I’ll provide all the blood you need for you to purify your bloodline. How about that?” 

“Little kid, what do you know? If my race chooses to forsake the battle, wouldn’t we be betraying our world? Moreover, you only have a single Mutated Rain Swallow. We can probably...