At those words, Li Chungang's expression darkened.
He was no fool. How could he fail to understand what Han Paopao meant?
If this was true, it was an enormous crisis. Even the slightest misstep could bring a deadly threat.
Someone who had killed seven or eight Stowaways and was about to transform into a Lesser Fortune Lord would start slaughtering without hesitation, perhaps even attacking indiscriminately.
Once he filled those last one or two spots and became a Lesser Child of Fortune, even the native cultivators would stop hunting him.
The benefits of becoming a Lesser Child of Fortune went without saying. He would even fall under the protection of Pangu's Will.
If things really reached that point, all of them would be in danger. Their very lives could be at stake.
As for why Han Paopao had sought him out to cooperate, and was even willing to reveal so much information, clearly his clone had been killed. Quite possibly, it was not just his clone—even his true self might have been marked.
At that thought, Li Chungang immediately said, "If that's the case, then this really is a serious matter."
"But it shouldn't have much to do with you, should it?"
"Even if your clone was killed, that shouldn't put your true self in danger."
Han Paopao's face darkened at those words.
After glancing at Li Chungang, Han Paopao said helplessly, "My clone was indeed in Lin City. His cultivation wasn't weak, either, and his goal was to deal with that fellow."
"But who could have imagined that his spatial techniques would be so insidious? My clone died outright. That was one of my few clones with formidable combat strength!"
"He was even a member of the Heaven Sword Sect, one of the assets I intended to use to