Lu Yuan took a deep breath. "Whether this works or not is up to fate. Send Quincy City's map to my tablet computer. I'm leaving right away."
After saying that, Lu Yuan walked out of the room.
The night was deep, with a crescent moon hanging high among the branches.
This night seemed especially long.
At this point, he had instead calmed down.
Trump cards were meant to be used.
Money was meant to be spent!
It was time to test the results of his cultivation. If he could not endure it, he would die. If he could, he would live!
He first went near the sinkhole and placed his human body inside a Hibernation Pod.
Then Greedy Demon God Lu Yuan began to expand continuously, his bones and meridians crackling.
In the blink of an eye, he had grown to ten meters tall.
This size was suitable for unleashing greater power. He was about the same size as that Serpentfolk Nether, so he would not stand out too much.
His goal this time was not to duel the Nether, but to save someone.
"This should be enough."
He carefully examined the map on the tablet computer.
"Seashell, I'm leaving. Remember to support me from here. If I succeed, you'll have to control the Opium Poppy Tree."
Seashell nodded seriously. Her hands were clenched into fists, her face pale blue, and her body trembled slightly. It was obvious that she was terrified.
Yet she still stood there, and even gave him several high-level Spirit Speech Runes.
Lu Yuan felt that the proudest thing he had ever done in his life was finding such a good wife—someone who supported him and understood reason.
Old Cat also jumped onto Lu Yuan's shoulder. "Comrade, I'm afraid you'll get lost halfway there. Quincy City