As Lu Yang's words fell, the icy killing intent in his voice sent chills through the air. Even Suo Huan gave him a long look, surprise showing on his face.
Yet very quickly, understanding dawned in his eyes.
"Your intentions are appreciated, Daoist, but I have no way to help you."
Suo Huan shook his head. Lu Yang dared to offend the Pure Land, but he did not have such courage. He could only sigh, while Lu Yang fell into thought.
After pondering for a moment, he finally said, "Daoist, forgive my bluntness, but in your pursuit of Gold this time—"
Before Lu Yang could finish, Suo Huan cut him off directly and said calmly, "I have eked out an existence overseas for six hundred years. In truth, I have already considered everything."
"This time, I am merely staking everything on one throw."
At this point, a hint of nostalgia appeared in Suo Huan's eyes. "I understand what you mean, Daoist. Those parties helping me seek Gold all have something to gain from it."
"I fear none of them mean well."
"But this is already the best method I can think of. Otherwise, if the various parties mean to obstruct me, I truly will not have the slightest chance."
"Back when I escaped from the Huanxu Realm, I received Heaven's favor. Before it collapsed, it became the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land and even deduced a copy of the Ten Thousand Spirits Return to Ruins Dao Scripture for me as my method to seek Gold. So long as I use this secret art to devour a Fruit Position, I can restore the Huanxu Realm to life."
This was Suo Huan's obsession, and also his helplessness.
"I am different from you, Daoist. I have no Dao Foundation to speak of, nor can