The voice of the Yoyo slowly drifted in the most secret place of the Qilin Clan, and the Qilin Elder raised his head at the same time, and roared in disbelief: "What? What did you say?!"

Bai Ye turned his gaze from Mo Ling to Elder Qilin, and reminded the other party of what he had just said with a clear and indifferent gaze: "The Terrans can use a trace of luck to save the Qilin Clan, but the premise is that the Qilin Clan must surrender to the Terrans!"

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, no, it should be said that it was as if the thunder of the gods smashed on the door of the head, and Elder Qilin was stupid in an instant.

Racial subjugation?!

"No! this can't be!" Elder Qilin jumped up from the ground and roared wildly, "The Qilin Clan will never submit to any race!

"Then it's not possible. Bai Ye said indifferently: "That Qilin clan can only wait for death in this dead place!"

Elder Qilin's feet were weak, and he was speechless.

He could see that Bai Ye's attitude was very firm, and if the Qilin Clan wanted to be rescued by the Terrans, they had to submit to the Terrans - how could this be?

The subjugation of the race is not as simple as the monk who is weak and submits to the strong and becomes a boy by his side. If the boy behaves well, he may be accepted as a disciple by the great power, carefully trained, and cultivated to improve; that is, there is no teaching, as long as he cultivates hard, he will be able to surpass his cultivation in the future, and there will be a reversal of his status, which can be said to be bright!

But there will never be such a day when the race surrenders! Once surrendered, the racial luck will merge into the Lord's racial luck and become its nourishment for the growth of other races! No matter how much your race develops, no matter how much your race prospers and how prosperous your race is, nearly half of it will be divided and handed over to the Lord race!

Regardless of your thousands of plans, you will be able to defeat the operation of heaven and earth? Once your luck is poured out, no matter how many plans you make to gather momentum, it will be difficult for you to develop beyond the level of the main race! And in the same way, getting rid of your subservient status and returning to freedom is like the moon in the mirror, it is just a dream!

Therefore, once this kind of clan is subordinated, the Qilin clan will almost always be driven by other clans and become a servant-like existence!

Elder Qilin knew this very well, so he almost had to completely reject the proposal the moment it was proposed!

But in the end, it's just almost.

The current situation of the Qilin Clan is precarious, and it can be said that it is all supported by Mo Ling alone! If Mo Ling can't hold on, once it falls, the destruction of the Qilin Clan will be realized immediately!

How to choose?

Elder Qilin trembled all over, and his whole body trembled like chaff, as if he was facing the final battle when he was first born, and his peak cultivation of the Great Luo Golden Immortal completely disappeared. The blood in Yin Hong's eyes surged for a long time, and finally he knelt heavily on the ground again, hoarse and pleading.

"Human Emperor, please look at the young master's dedication and let it go...... Spare my people!"

In the face of the survival of the race and the freedom of the future, this great power at the peak of Da Luo no longer has the slightest dignity. Like the humblest ant, it bows deeply to the white night, just to get a word from the white night.

Bai Ye looked at him, and his heart, which had hardened because of turning his gaze, couldn't help but soften a little.

A unicorn who doesn't care about his own penny for the sake of race...... "I can make concessions." Bai Ye pondered for a long time, and finally said: "The Qilin clan belongs, and the human race can not do it." But there are some names that must be temporarily taken over from the Flood Desolate World!"

The Qilin Elder, who kept kowtowing, froze and stopped. But soon, he was going to go on again.

"You should know that this is the last chance!"

Bai Ye's voice suddenly sounded, causing him to stop his plans and stiffen again.

Bai Ye's words were categorical: "The Terrans will not make any more concessions!"

Yes. White Night will not make any more concessions. Because it's not his business, it's the Terran thing.

If it was Mo Ling who needed Bai Ye's help, he would not hesitate in the slightest and would do his best, and if it was the Qilin Clan who needed Bai Ye's help, he would also do his best and go there happily. But this is not the case now, it is the Qilin clan that needs to separate the luck of the human race and needs the help of the human race!

This is not a simple matter, no matter how much Bai Ye wants to help Mo Ling, he must stand in the perspective of the Human Emperor and carefully consider what he should do and what he must do!

Trading between races is definitely not a simple matter!

The Terrans will have to spend their luck dragging the Qilin Clan out of the punishment of the Heavenly Dao! This little bit of luck will not affect the overall situation of the Terran being the protagonist of heaven and earth, but it does not mean that the Terran should have no gain! The transactions between races must be clear, and there must be no ambiguity! As the Emperor of the People, this should be even more so, and the interests of the Terran must not be lost in the slightest!

That's the bare minimum requirement!

Elder Qilin understands this, and he also understands that Bai Ye understands this. So when he begged again, he finally couldn't say it.

He fell silent. The body that was constantly shaking, like a sifting chaff, suddenly calmed down completely. The old man's body was lying on the ground, like an ant that might die at any time.

Bai Ye looked at him and didn't say a word.

He understood that this was the ordeal of Elder Qilin. Such an elder of the clan, who can give up his status and dignity for the sake of the race, has to turn the race in the direction of submission to other races with his own hands—this may be even more uncomfortable than his own death.

Perhaps, the thought of 'it is better to die all' will also flash in Elder Qilin's heart, right?

But in the end, reason still told him what the most important choice was.

"Human Emperor, I'm ...... I ......"

After hesitating several times, the Qilin Elder, whose face was as pale as paper, said intermittently: "I declare on behalf of the entire Qilin Clan as the only remaining elder of the Qilin Clan, from now on, the entire Qilin Clan—"

"You don't have to say it now!" Bai Ye interrupted him and said solemnly, "Now is not the time! If you want the Qilin Clan to get the best treatment, follow my arrangement!"

Elder Qilin's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he asked anxiously, "What does this mean?"

"It's not interesting, it's just that under the witness of heaven and earth, for you, and for us, to seek the greatest benefits!" Bai Ye spoke lightly, and his gaze turned back to Mo Ling: "This is also a little thing I have done for Mo Ling." ”

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can tell heaven and earth now. But as a result, you're going to have to bear it yourself!"

Elder Qilin hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!

Bai Ye nodded, looked at Mo Ling for a moment, and finally turned his head and asked, "Elder, the Phoenix Clan, is it in the mountain range next door?"

Elder Qilin has finally gotten the dawn of survival, and has already made a decision, and it is the time for mixed feelings in his heart. Hearing this, he nodded without thinking and said, "Yes!" After that, he reacted and asked in surprise: "You want to go to the Phoenix Clan?"

Bai Ye nodded: "Yes." I suddenly had an idea just now, I want to pull the Feng Clan over as well!"

Elder Qilin was stunned again, opened his mouth wide, and said incredulously: "Doesn't the Human Emperor also want to bring the Phoenix Clan under the Terran, right?"

Bai Ye did not shy away from it, and nodded directly.

(To be continued)