"Junior Brother Golden Light, so you were here!"
With a golden bell above his head, Li Yu strode forward leisurely and waved to Meng Hao ahead.
"What? That man is actually Golden Bell Old Devil's junior brother?"
"We're done for! Last time, we merely blocked Golden Bell Old Devil's path, and he knocked out hundreds of thousands of people. This time, we provoked Golden Bell Old Devil's junior brother. Won't we be even worse off?"
The cultivators besieging Sacred Snow City all turned pale, cold sweat breaking out across their bodies.
"So Senior Brother Golden Bell has arrived. Your little brother failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"
Meng Hao had worked with Li Yu countless times. He immediately understood the implication and cooperated without hesitation.
"I say, what's worth fussing over in a dump like Ink Land? What are you doing here? Hurry up and come back to the Western Desert with me! If you don't go back soon, those three thousand concubines of yours won't be able to endure their loneliness and will run off with someone else."
As Li Yu walked, he casually pinned the title of "three thousand concubines" onto Meng Hao once again.
"I..."
Meng Hao staggered, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently several times.
As for the Cold Snow Tribe girl beside Meng Hao, she shuddered in fright and hurriedly jumped away, keeping as far from him as possible, afraid she would get pregnant the moment he looked at her.
"Oh, now I remember!"
Li Yu walked up to Meng Hao with a look of sudden realization. "Junior Brother has reached a critical point in his cultivation and needs a Cold Snow Silkworm as a catalyst to advance."
As he spoke, Li Yu turned to look at