"Heh heh."
Li Tianming sneered three times.
Yet inwardly, he felt somewhat vexed.
"When I first sent them to the Divine Tomb Sect, it did solve some problems. The results have indeed been good so far, and their cultivation has gone quite well. But these little troubles have always existed. It really hasn't been easy for them."
Li Tianming knew that if they could, they would definitely want to stay by his side.
Unfortunately, they had only just arrived in the Guan Zizai Realm, rootless and adrift. Following him would indeed be even more dangerous; Li Tianming himself was walking a steel wire between life and death!
"On Little Fish's side, there's Mu Dongli. That old bitch keeps wanting her to completely erase that part of her past concerning me."
Although she generally respected Weisheng Moran and cared for her feelings, if conflict erupted over this matter in the long run, trouble was bound to follow.
Thus, Li Tianming knew that Weisheng Moran's circumstances were indeed somewhat difficult.
"Zi Zhen's side isn't particularly good either. That old Battle Maniac really is a maniac. He's downright crazy when teaching disciples, making her go through countless life-and-death battles every day and exhausting her terribly."
Why was that old thing called Battle Maniac?
It was because both his way of surviving and his way of training disciples were famous far and wide.
He had not eased his requirements in the slightest just because Zi Zhen was a girl.
It was even said that all of Battle Maniac's disciples had died, which was also related to how ruthlessly he trained them.
"Forget it. If I can return to the Imperial Ruins safely, I'll see whether there's a way to bring them out."
This time, Li Tianming's capital was definitely different from when he had