"ah?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Baima was stunned for a moment after hearing Zhou Shu's answer.

His words just now seemed very tough, but he really didn't have much confidence.

It was obvious that the monk in front of him had insight into everything, and he brought him here without knowing it. Such strength was not something he could reach, not to mention that he could threaten the disciples of Shushan, not the monk in front of him. He did not think that Zhou Shu would pay any expensive price for the disciples of Shushan, but his life was truly in the hands of Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu looked at him with a smile, but didn't say anything. Qingque looked at Zhou Shu, a little curious. She didn't expect that Zhou Shu would actually pull Luo Baima down to discuss it. She had never seen such a thing before.

"I……"

Luo Bai paused, but didn't know what to say.

In just a short period of time, my mood has been ups and downs, and I am as calm as him, and I can't help but be at a loss.

I thought I had grasped the disciples of Shushan and had a sure victory, but I thought that everything I did was under the control of others. The self-righteous victory was simply a big joke, but when he just felt that his life was hard to protect, the other party gave him the right to issue conditions. The change came too suddenly. Facing Zhou Shu, he lost his opinion, and this was the result Zhou Shu wanted.

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "By the way, there is no need to say anything about Shushan's information. I don't know. If I know, I'm not afraid to tell you."

Luo Baima thought about it and said resolutely, "If you don't say anything about Shushan, then I have nothing to want."

"Nothing to ask for?"

Zhou Shu smiled unconsciously, "You want Shushan's information to make a name for yourself in the Gods Festival, gain status, and gain more rights, right?"

Luo Baima glanced at Zhou Shu, knowing that his previous moves were all in Zhou Shu's eyes, and the wolf's ambition was fully revealed. Anger came inexplicably and couldn't help but groan, "So what?"

"Nothing, a normal idea."

Zhou Shu was not angry and said calmly, "You have outstanding wisdom, but have you ever thought about it? Even if you get the information as you wish, will other barbarians believe you? You are a fifth-class priest of a small tribe. In their eyes, you cannot get the information, and it will be fake if you get it. They will not believe you."

Luo Baima's expression changed slightly, but he soon laughed, "What do you know, I have my own way."

"Did you use the Gu Tao you are good at?"

Zhou Shu nodded gently, "The Gu Dao has not appeared in the world for a long time, but you have obtained the inheritance and become a very good Gu Cultivator. I appreciate your talent and opportunity, but do you think other barbarians will respect you because of this and regard you as the hope of the barbarians? If you have obtained some lost Tao in the world, and it is just around the corner, the 100,000 mountains are not the Immortal Cultivator, and the Barbarians are not immortal cultivators. If the barbarians care about the Gu Dao, they will protect the Gu Cultivator back then, and the extremely powerful Gu Cultivator will not be destroyed by the two major sects so easily."

Luo Baima's face was stunned and he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

Zhou Shu continued, "You are very smart. You should know that the barbarians are fighting by nature and only use force to solve everything. For tens of thousands of years, the barbarian tribes in the mountains have decreased from hundreds of thousands to thousands of now. The battles within the barbarians are far more common than those with immortal cultivators. If a barbarian tribe wants to survive and become stronger, it must be contaminated with the blood of countless other tribes. You expect other barbarians to pay attention to you and protect you because of your Gu Dao. That is impossible. The barbarians never care about any way, they only care about their own strength."

Luo Baima sighed unconsciously, and Zhou Shu's few words indeed revealed the essence of the barbarians.

In Nanzhanzhou, the barbarians are born stronger than immortal cultivators, with much richer resources, and many powerful people from outside the world to help them. However, they have been at a disadvantage in the confrontation with immortal cultivators, and are gradually withering, and the number of people is getting smaller and smaller. Not to mention walking out of the 100,000 mountains, they can't even save their hometown. The fundamental reason is that the barbarians are too aggressive and have not developed a systematic civilization. They will always be a mess and will never be united.

Zhou Shu did not stop and continued, "The barbarians only advocate the strong, while the weak have no right. No matter how high the ambition or the outstanding wisdom is, you will have no use in understanding the Gu Tao that is about to be lost."

Every word was like a nail, hard on Luo Baima's heart. He lowered his head, his face gradually faded, and his originally shining eyes also dimmed.

After pausing for a while, he slowly raised his head and said, "So what? I don't want information. I will take those disciples of Shushan to the Hulu tribe directly, which is also a contribution. The facts are in front of me, so they can't help but not believe me."

"You're really naive, is it possible?"

Zhou Shu shook his head unconsciously and said slowly, "The disciples of Shushan go to Hurre Tribe, then they will die. Choose between death and damage to the soul. Do you think they will choose to die? Before you reach Hurre Tribe, if you have not met the conditions, there will be only one, you die, and they will leave with the poison, both will be injured, and no one will get any benefits."

Luo Baima snorted and said stubbornly, "The poison of the poison is nothing but me. Even if they leave, they will never recover. I will die if I die. It is worth it to be able to drag three monks in the Shushan God-Cultivation Realm to be buried with them."

"Is it worth it?"

Zhou Shu sighed lightly, "I think it's a pity."

Luo Baima said disdainfully, "That's their own pursuit of death, what a pity."

"I'm not sorry for them, but for you," Zhou Shu showed some solemnity and said slowly, "You have wisdom and talent far exceeds other barbarians, but you die like this. Isn't it a pity? And the Gu Dao, who just saw the light of heaven, is going to disappear again, which is a pity."

Luo Baima was shocked and then sneered coldly, "Don't pretend to be merciful. You immortal cultivators are irreconcilable with our barbarians, and they hate Gu Dao even more deeply. Isn't the Gu Dao gone just in line with your wishes? Will you be sorry for me?"

His words were quite disdainful and ridiculed, but Zhou Shu didn't care and just said slowly, "You are right to think so, but I really feel sorry for you, whether you believe it or not."

Luo Baima looked at Zhou Shu, as if she felt the sincerity in her words, and she had nothing to say for a moment and took back the words of mocking.

Zhou Shu paused for a while and said slowly, "Don't ask for death anymore. I have a way to get the best of both worlds. You might as well consider it."

Luo Baima looked stunned and quickly shook her head and said, "The best of both worlds, how can the barbarians and immortal cultivators do it?"
Chapter completed!