Gu An watched for a while, then withdrew his gaze. When he did not know what the other party was trying to do, he had no desire to provoke them.
The Ocean Great Rift had appeared many years ago, and for the time being, no disaster had emerged. Gu An hoped this tranquility could last a little longer, just enough to give him time to grow.
He picked up Travels of the Green Hero from the table and began flipping through it. This book was the latest volume of Travels of the Green Hero, delivered by someone at Xuan Tianyi's request. He had already read it several times, and each time, he could sense a different flavor in it.
Xuan Tianyi seemed arrogant and unruly, but in truth, he was meticulous and good at writing women.
Time came to late night.
Yang Jian came to Blood Prison Great Sage's side, looking as if he wanted to speak but stopped himself.
Blood Prison Great Sage stood up, tossed out one sentence, then left while twisting his bull rump. "Follow me."
Helpless, Yang Jian could only follow.
Fine, I'll just take it as humoring him. Maybe he'll torment me less in the future. Yang Jian thought silently, and his mood improved with it.
One man and one bull arrived in a forest more than a dozen li away. This forest was open and spacious, filled with echoing insect cries.
Blood Prison Great Sage turned around. He looked at Yang Jian and began circulating his technique. In an instant, his red bull hair started to drift, as if bloodflames were burning, and a sharp aura erupted from within his body.
"Mm?"
Yang Jian's eyes went wide, and his whole person instantly became alert.
This aura...
Could this lazy bull actually know magic arts?