"Wonderful! Simply wonderful!"
"Junior Brother Wujiu was truly a great talent. I was far inferior!"
Lu Wuchen was overjoyed, clapping his hands in praise. "Now, I am wreaking havoc across the Western Wilderness in Xiong Wu's name, framing the Ancient Blood Demon Race and turning everything upside down. In just over a hundred years, not only Xiong Wu—even the Ancient Blood Bear Clan will be infamous in every street. Xiong Wu will be like a rat crossing the road, with everyone shouting for a beating."
"Under these circumstances, I doubt Xiong Wu will linger in the Western Wilderness."
"So I have already entrusted True Person Yu Feng with returning to the West Sea coast to establish a blockade, preventing Xiong Wu from going out to sea and crossing into the Southern Wilderness."
"As for the North Sea, I will personally stand guard there to prevent Wang Wu from fleeing into the Northern Wasteland. The only place it can go is eastward. It thinks it can muddle through among our Human cultivators and roam free after fleeing into human territory? How childish!"
"Especially now that we have Junior Brother Wujiu's formation, there can be no mistake! Within a hundred years, that little Bear Cub will surely be put to death!"
"Ah, when all is said and done, it truly is absurd. A mere sixth-rank little demon has actually required two Heavenly Realm First Rank grand cultivators. Xiong Wu can die without regrets."
Lu Wuchen was deeply moved.
Junior Brother Wujiu, however, suddenly frowned. "Senior Brother Wuchen, do not go too far. Killing Demon Race members in the Western Wilderness is one thing, but slaughtering human mortals so wantonly as you have, even under Xiong Wu's name, is ultimately inappropriate. Have you forgotten the Immortal Alliance's reprimand of you last time?"
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