"Such a thing exists. It's the first time Han Li has heard of it." Upon hearing this, Han Li's expression slightly changed.
"It's not surprising that Fellow Daoist Han is unaware. Besides those few old eccentrics on Holy Island, no more than a dozen others know about this. Among them are the Three Sovereigns, myself, and Long the monster." The feather-clad maiden laughed coyly in response.
"But what is the fairy's intention in telling me this matter?" Han Li pondered briefly and asked.
"It's nothing much. Since Fellow Daoist Han appeared here, you likely know about the descent of the Demon Clan's three founders. Hasn't Fellow Daoist Han considered what to do to preserve the clansmen and disciples if our two clans face a true defeat?" The feather-clad maiden's eyes flickered before she spoke with a mischievous smile.
"Hehe, except for a few disciples, I neither founded a sect nor have any clansmen to consider." Han Li's eyes flashed as he replied with a chuckle.
