Seeing the usually even-tempered Ling Wanduo so angered, Ling Wanliang felt several degrees more fearful.
Though Ling Wanduo was not his blood-related cousin, they were both among the Ling Clan Six Sons. Thus, they had cultivated together and hunted demons together year after year...
Moreover, Ling Wanduo was the eldest of the Ling Clan Six Sons and their leader.
Ling Wanduo handled matters with great steadiness. Over time, Ling Wanliang had silently come to regard him as the boss, and Ling Wanduo held an exceedingly high place in his heart.
"Wanduo-ge... don't be angry. From now on, your little brother will certainly heed your words and stop slacking off."
Ling Wanliang, usually arrogant and utterly desperate in battle, now appeared somewhat timid as he spoke softly.
"Then hurry up and enter seclusion to comprehend your techniques."
Ling Wanduo gave an angry snort.
Ling Wanliang did not dare linger. He hurriedly left and entered a cave residence not far away.
Still on the battlefield, Ling Wanduo watched Ling Wanliang enter the cave residence and murmured to himself.
"I hope Wanliang remembers this lesson. Once he succeeds in the path of techniques, with his combat strength and the aid of that mutated demon beast, the Nether Fire Wolf, he will likely have few rivals among those of the same rank."
"At that time, the brat won't be left too far behind by Brother Wan Chuan and Wan Xu."
At the thought of Ling Wanchuan and Ling Wanxu, also among the Ling Clan Six Sons, even Ling Wanduo himself could not help feeling somewhat powerless.
Both had entered the path of sword cultivation at an early age and become formidable sword cultivators.
Furthermore, Ling Wanchuan, a genius in spirit plants, had refined his Natal Spirit Plant, the Clear Water Spirit Bamboo, into a