"Stop talking, stop talking," Jiu Feng pleaded hoarsely to Bo Jichen. "Stop talking, please don't say anymore."

"Stop talking, stop talking?" Bo Jichen put his leg down, placed his hands on the sofa, and stood up with a little effort. He took long strides, came to Jiu Feng, bent down, got close to him, and said sarcastically, "Idiot, you're telling me to stop talking? If your Phoenix Clan has the ability to do something, why can't others talk about it?"

"You feel ashamed, you feel it's cruel, you feel I'm skinning you alive, you feel I'm stabbing your heart, you feel I've made you feel utterly ashamed?"

"Heh, this is nothing, and you can't stand it. Should I applaud you? Should I go and tell your partner that you, Jiufeng, although you are the Great Witch of the Phoenix Clan, did not inherit your ancestors' great love and righteousness for the race? You're not ruthless, and you never thought of giving your partner to someone else to enjoy?"

"I……"

“You did, that’s exactly what you were planning.” Bo Jichen spoke up for him, his words resolute: “You told your partner while he was still in his shell that there wouldn’t be many people, because you’ve already killed six sub-female dragons.”

"As a result, the time intervals between the appearance of each sub-female dragon have become increasingly longer. You were afraid that by the time the next sub-female dragon was born, your Phoenix Clan would be extinct, so you conducted a selection process."

“Select dozens of outstanding young talents from your Phoenix Clan, whose spiritual strength reaches level 6 or above, to serve as potential partners for sub-female dragons.”

"It also states that if a sub-female dragon dislikes or develops aversion towards someone, that person must leave, and cannot be forced to."

"This is the choice you gave to the sub-female dragon. You think this is your biggest concession, that you have already given the best to a sub-female dragon. Since it has the consciousness to inherit the lineage, it should know its place and sleep with you unmarried adult males of the Phoenix Clan, so that it can improve your spiritual power, enhance your physical strength, make you live longer, make you immortal, and make you live to be immortal."

Jiufeng covered her ears with her hands and shook her head desperately, as if her nerves were on the verge of collapse: "Stop talking, stop talking, I beg you to stop talking, please stop talking."

"Beg me?" Bo Jichen roughly ripped away his hands covering his ears, each word like a knife, each sentence like a needle, piercing his entire body, slowly torturing him. "What right do you have to beg me? I have already gently advised you to live in the present, look forward, and stop looking for a partner."

"What did you do? You insisted on seeing him, insisted on saying something to his face. What could I do? You couldn't stand being forced to talk to him?"

"A total of six sub-female dragons died. I only mentioned two, and you couldn't take it anymore. Come on, there are four more. Let's continue. Let's talk about how the third one died, how your Phoenix Clan went to great lengths and tried every possible method, thinking that since he could help you regulate your spiritual energy and improve your physical strength, wouldn't his blood and flesh have the same effect?"

"Yes, your Phoenix Clan unanimously believes that the flesh, blood, whiskers, scales, and hard claws of the female dragon can increase your spiritual power, physical strength, and longevity."

“Your ancestors, your phoenix clan, raised him, mated with him, then tied him up, plucked his scales, cut off his whiskers, chopped off his tail, pried open his claws, ate his flesh, and drank his blood.”

"Raw food, your ancestors, your Phoenix Clan, literally ate him, a female dragon that was tens of meters long and had a strong body, bit by bit, raw food."

Bo Jichen's last words were shouted, a low growl uttered through gritted teeth.

"Stop talking! I told you to stop talking!" Jiufeng cried out in despair, trying desperately to break free from his grip on her hand, but she couldn't. Her heart was breaking, and her whole body ached. "I beg you, I beg you, please stop talking! Please stop talking!"

"Stop talking! Are you still looking for your partner?" Bo Jichen pressed down hard on his wrist, turning it blue and purple. "Tell me, are you still looking for your partner? What do you want with him? What do you say to him? Tell him you'll go home with me, and then let him choose his concubines, and then... die?"

Jiu Feng's lips were tightly pressed together, and his whole body was disheveled, like a doll that could be broken with a single touch. He looked at Bo Jichen, at him.

Bo Jichen didn't hear what he wanted to hear. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Your Highness Jiufeng, come, let's talk about how the fourth one died. The fourth sub-female dragon has been born. With the above three as a warning, your Phoenix Clan should be even more careful!"

"You discussed it, and the result of your discussion was to spoil the fourth sub-female dragon into a little prince, a willful, unrestrained person whose laughter is like a silver bell, capable of infecting plants and wild beasts."

“You gave him so much love, so much love, that he felt like the happiest person in the world, the one with the most love. Then you, one, two, three, four, countless damned phoenixes, pretended to be sick, pretended to be dead, and used the love you gave him to make him afraid, afraid that you would die.”

"Then, he willingly helped you to regulate your spiritual power and improve your physical strength. He hoped that you would not die. He used his own spiritual power and his own efforts to hope that you would be well and that you would all live long lives."

"He died to help you regulate your spiritual energy and improve your physical strength. He died from exhaustion of spiritual energy. But what about you? Instead of being sad, you were happy. You were so happy that you didn't even leave his corpse alone. You ate it raw, and it must taste good cooked too. You chopped it into pieces with your blades."

"In the main hall of your Phoenix Clan, set up a large pot, gather firewood, add seasonings, and stew it until it's cooked, then elegantly eat it bite by bite..."

"Stop talking!" Jiu Feng roared hysterically, her chaotic mental energy surging forth. She forcefully shook off Bo Jichen's hand that was holding her wrist, slid off the sofa and fell to the ground. Tears streamed down her face as she said weakly and desperately, "Stop talking, stop talking! I won't see my partner anymore, I won't see my partner anymore! I'll let him go, I'll let him go! I'll never look for him again, never look for him again..."