Celestial Phoenix Mountain.
Phoenix Maiden Peak.
On the picturesque peak, there was only one courtyard.
This was the residence of generations of Phoenix Maidens.
It was already late at night, and the Celestial Phoenix Maiden walked into her small courtyard in a daze, her eyes lifeless, like a walking corpse.
The words Xia Qinglian had just said to her kept echoing in her mind.
If that man's cultivation improved, she could also obtain stronger power and even successfully transform into an Ancient Divine Phoenix.
But by doing so, wouldn't she be completely reduced to someone else's servant?
Was she really going to acknowledge that man as her master for the sake of power?
She was the Celestial Phoenix Maiden!
A descendant of the Ancient Divine Phoenix!
How could she abandon her dignity like this?!
However, she was already under someone's control, and she had to beg that man for his Essence every month to survive.
What dignity could she talk about then?
