Li Tianming had only just finished sorting things out when Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran arrived.
Taking advantage of the dust and smoke from the "slimming down" of Miracle Mountain, they had escaped the encirclement of those Eight Gods genius Eonic Gods and stealthily made their way down.
Those Eight Gods were busy picking Nine Lives Fruits and had no time to spare for them.
"Are you alright?"
Although Silver Dust had already reported that they were safe, Li Tianming still went up to meet them, sweeping his gaze over them from head to toe as he carefully checked them over.
"N-no, we're fine."
His scrutiny made their skin crawl, and they hurriedly replied.
"How is your sword?" Zi Zhen asked.
"It's gotten stronger, but it should still have about half its growth potential left." Li Tianming smiled.
"That's good..."
They looked outside. Weisheng Moran's delicate brows furrowed as she said, "So many Nine Lives Fruits have appeared. What do we do? They're already picking them."
Li Tianming had long known about this. He said calmly, "It's fine. Let them pick them first. Who they'll belong to in the end is still anyone's guess."
"What do we do next?" Weisheng Moran asked.
"First, let's meet up with our companions from the Primeval Hengsha. The Eight Gods are greedy beyond measure; sooner or later, they'll attack the Nine Lives Cave. If a battle between both sides is inevitable, we should get more familiar with our comrades first," Li Tianming said.
"Mm-hm."
The two women nodded.
Li Tianming looked over the situation outside the cave. The dust was gradually dispersing, exposing the Nine Lives Ancestral Tree, while the Eight Gods had scattered.
"One hundred million? Three hundred million?"
The enemy's estimated numbers could not escape Silver Dust's ears.
With so many Nine