Da Ming and Er Ming Discuss Selling Out Tang San

Once the cover of the Soul Power barrier disappeared, the residents outside who were still looking this way all widened their eyes, because the mysterious group that had held them hostage earlier was gone. Only the people who had saved them remained.

"Snap." Ma Xiaotao flicked her jade-like fingers, and a ball of flame rose up. "I wonder how much my cultivation can improve after killing so many believers of the Sea God Family."

Qin Ze glanced at everyone and sighed. "Once the Dou Ling Empire's matters are handled, we'll go into the Land of Inheritance and take a look. You all have it nice, completing so many companion-exam missions. I'm the unlucky one. I'm still short one kill quota."

Bei Bei threw an arm around Qin Ze's shoulder and sighed. "Your Majesty Demon Armor, aren't you inviting us back for a big feast?"

Demon Armor... Majesty... The corner of Qin Ze's mouth twitched. He had just been about to speak when everyone immediately shouted in unison, "Your Majesty Demon Armor, you can't skip this meal!"

"Did you rehearse that? You shouted so neatly," Qin Ze grumbled.

"Of course," Tang Ya said cheerfully, arms folded across her chest.

Qin Ze waved a hand with a calm face. "Fine, fine. When we get back to Shrek City, I'll directly arrange a three-day, three-night open banquet over at the auction house. Eat whatever you want."

At the end, Qin Ze changed tack and chuckled. "Anyway, the sect's paying. I'm not losing out."

Everyone: "..."

The brief exchange ended, and everyone's expressions turned serious again. Qin Ze said, "Let's leave here first."

Everyone nodded.

Soon, the group directly put on their Flying Soul Tools, then flew into the air together and headed into the distance.

The Wanhe City residents hidden in the dark