Jin Ge looked at Han Li in surprise. "Hearing you so modest almost feels strange... How much longer do we have to wait?"
"How would I know?" Han Li replied leisurely. "But if I were him, I'd spend more time recovering and pretend I'd been gravely injured."
"You're saying that for him to hear, aren't you?" Jin Ge laughed at that; True Venerable Qu's phantom was still right beside them.
From what he knew of True Venerable Qu, Little Qu would not mind doing something so underhanded. The problem was...
He also looked toward the Palace not far away and sighed softly. "Leaving this thing here the whole time is asking for trouble."
This thing was even hotter to handle than Qianhuan's Spirit Mountain. Spirit Mountain was only an avatar; this thing was the true body.
"What trouble could it cause?" Han Li said calmly. "If none of you want it, I do."
Suddenly, Qu Jianlei's phantom spoke. "Could you be a little quieter? I'm recovering."
"Ha." Jin Ge laughed when he heard that. "I knew you'd be eavesdropping. You're all right now?"
"I can talk for now," Qu Jianlei replied weakly, "but I'll need at least a year to recuperate."
He really had overdrawn himself far too badly, but after resting for a while, saying he did not even have the strength to speak was a bit of an act too.
Mainly, the enemies had all been eliminated, and the only ones who knew he had used the divine ability of Creation and Destruction were the three comrades before him.
Among them, Xiwu was relatively unfamiliar, but since she had been carefully selected by Han Li, there probably was not much of a problem.
Then there was no need for him to keep treating everyone like outsiders. "It won't