Chapter 2901: Just Surrender, Older Brother

Seeing Zhao Zhengping push the door and enter, Liu Shuang and the two others, Lao Qi's face was grim, his eyes full of complex emotion.

They were fine when they came, but before the day was over they were exposed; the most damn infuriating thing is that the person who betrayed him is actually his own younger brother.

Moreover, from A Jiu's eyes, Lao Qi saw not a trace of guilt or self-reproach.

That proud expression of his made it seem as if he had done something good, damn it.

"Lao Jiu you…………………"

"How come my hands feel a little itchy?" he said through gritted teeth, but before Lao Qi could finish speaking, A Jiu interrupted him first with a solemn expression.

"Brother Seven, we are brothers; I won't harm you. Following the Feather God Tribe has no future; it's better to follow the Human Race."

Huh???

This earnest advice left Lao Qi feeling a bit confused.

In fact, what Lao Jiu said wasn't a lie; it was his genuine opinion.

After arriving at the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens, Lao Jiu discovered that the benefits of following the Human Race were truly numerous.

Besides Ye Zhangqing's excellent cooking, the Human Race is also generous in their gifts.

Compared to the Feather God Tribe, it's simply a world of difference.

Take the Shadow Demon Tribe, for example—over the years they've done countless dirty and exhausting chores for the Feather God Tribe, sacrificing many of their own people.

Whenever something went wrong, it was always the Shadow Demon Tribe that bore the blame, leaving their reputation in the Beyond the Heavens utterly ruined.

But the problem is, the ones who actually profit behind the scenes are that bunch of Feather God Tribe chickens; in reality, the Shadow Demon Tribe are just doing their work for them.

Yet many of the acquired races in the Beyond the Heavens are completely unaware of these matters.

That aside, whenever a mission succeeded, the Feather God Tribe hardly ever gave any substantive reward.

At most it's just some verbal praise, maybe drawing you a big pie at best.

Over all these years, the Shadow Demon Tribe have been self-sufficient; not to mention getting any benefits from the Feather God Tribe, just not losing out is already good.

Besides being an innate race, A Jiu simply cannot see any advantage in following the Feather God Tribe.

But the Human Race is different—they really give you food to eat.

Since surrendering to the Human Race, A Jiu has asked himself: whenever Ye Zhangqing cooks, when has he not gotten a meal?

Besides that, Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang and the others also occasionally give him some pills and talisman seals.

Such treatment is something A Jiu has never experienced before.

Therefore, A Jiu is now resolute in following the Human Race.

Zhao Zhengping and the others, however, don't know what A Jiu is thinking.

Frankly, those earlier pills and talisman seals weren't anything special—just ordinary pills of low grade.

The first time, it seemed Xu Jie gave it to him, but the reason he gave it was simply that while tidying up his Space Ring, Xu Jie found it took up space and was useless, and since A Jiu happened to be nearby, he just handed it over.

Who would have thought that such a small matter would be remembered by A Jiu up to now.

Pills of this grade—never mind a few tablets—Dao One Immortal Sect disciples each get dozens of bottles a month, and that's already the treatment for ordinary disciples.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengping and the two others looked at Lao Qi, whose face was complex.

After receiving A Jiu's message, the three rushed over in haste, and having a Tree Spirit gave them much more courage—they didn't even bother to inform Shīzūn and the others.

Anyway, with the Tree Spirit present, even if Lao Qi's cultivation is higher than theirs, could he possibly surpass these Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts? He's completely unfazed.

It would be better to settle the matter first, then report to Shīzūn and the others.

"Fellow Daoist, everything A Jiu said is for your own good; joining my Human Race will definitely be better than following the Feather God Tribe."

Lu Youyou smiled and said, "They've also witnessed the Shadow Demon Tribe's tactics."

Such disguise and lurking heavenly talents are eye‑opening to behold.

To put it bluntly, having the Shadow Demon Tribe around makes any dirty work later on as easy as adding wings to a tiger.

But when faced with Lu Youyou's persuasion, Lao Qi felt full of hesitation.

After all, since childhood he's been taught to be loyal to the Feather God Tribe; that notion is deeply ingrained and cannot be changed by a few short words.

Seeing Lao Qi give no reply, Liu Shuang beside him spoke coldly.

"He who wavers is unreliable even if he surrenders; might as well kill him."

Huh???

As soon as those words were spoken, Lao Qi froze for a moment, thinking, "Damn, I haven't even said anything yet, nor have I said I won't surrender."

Not only him, but Lao Jiu also blinked in surprise and quickly spoke up.

"Senior Sister Liu, please wait; my Seventh Brother merely needs a little time to accept this. Give me one night, and I will surely convince Brother Seven to surrender."

Lao Jiu naturally doesn't mean to harm his own brother; he truly has his brother's and the entire Shadow Demon Tribe's best interests at heart.

Thus, when he informed Zhao Zhengping and the others, he felt no psychological pressure at all, since in his view he was leading the whole clan onto the right path.

Lao Jiu said this with an eager expression; hearing it, Liu Shuang glanced at him, fell silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Alright, I'll have the Tree Spirit stand guard outside; we'll come back at dawn."

Since Lao Jiu is confident, Liu Shuang is also willing to give him this face, after all his performance lately has been good.

He has helped Xu Jie contact the Feather God Tribe many times, obtaining a lot of useful information.

Immediately, Liu Shuang and the others left the room; with no outsiders present, Lao Qi finally spoke.

"Do you really intend to betray the God Lord?"

"Brother Seven, the times have changed; following the Feather God Tribe has no future."

"Heh, if that's what you say, then following the Human Race would have a future? After all, the God Lord is an innate race."

"So what if they're innate races? The Human Race gets along well with the Barbarian God Tribe; I believe it won't be long before the Human Race can also join the ranks of the innate races."

"You've got water in your brain—what do you mean by innate race? It's something determined at birth; how could it be changed later?"

Faced with A Jiu's persuasion, Lao Qi simply didn't take it in at all—what a joke, as if an innate race could be altered through later cultivation!

Seeing Qi Ge's reaction so intense, A Jiu stopped arguing with him and instead took out a portion of dry rations from his bosom.

This portion of dry rations was the most precious thing Xu Jie had bestowed upon him during this period.

He had always been reluctant to eat it.

But now, to convince Qi Ge, he could only spare no expense; otherwise, judging by the situation, it would truly be hard to convince Qi Ge.

Seeing Lao Jiu pull out a packet of something unknown from his bosom, Lao Qi frowned and said.

"What are you trying to do?"

"Qi Ge, no matter how much I say, you won't believe me; if you eat this dry ration first, you'll naturally understand what I mean."

"What are dry rations?"

Hearing this, Lao Qi's eyes were full of suspicion; he had never heard of dry rations before—could it be a Xiūliàn resource? Or some other treasure?

But seeing A Jiu's cautious appearance, Lao Qi thought this thing probably wasn't cheap; this kid had come to the Human Race and actually managed to get something good?

Not knowing what it was, he could only look at A Jiu with a serious expression as he operated.