"Senior Brother Lan, I advise you not to think that way. That kid has two Tribulation Lightning Crystal bombs, and he's an Inscription Master!" Wu Xi's face was gloomy, as if he still wasn't satisfied with the other man's statement.
Senior Brother Lan's brow furrowed as he said, "Even so, if he can't throw them out, what's the difference between having them and not having them? Could he really dare to die together with us? The range of a Tribulation Lightning Crystal isn't small."
He's quite the fearless sort. If the other side truly planned to trade one rotten life for ours, they had indeed calculated my mindset accurately.
"Haha! Senior Brother Lan is right! Surround this kid!" Wu Xi immediately grew excited, and a group of immortals edged toward me sinisterly. They had indeed calculated that I wouldn't dare use the Tribulation Lightning Crystal bombs and blow myself up as well.
"I'll make this clear first: dragging one person down with me means I break even, and every extra person is profit. Especially those standing outside—if I start throwing Tribulation Lightning Crystals, I won't care about you so much." I said it with a beaming smile.
Wu Xi had been standing far out on the perimeter, but when he heard this, he immediately ran over in fright. Seeing the group of immortals surround me, I wore an even more smug expression. Senior Brother Lan realized that something was wrong and immediately said, "Kid, you beat up our people. Pay us a little compensation, and we won't make things difficult for you. But if you plan to tough it out, although you won't die, you'll certainly get a beating. Lying in bed for a few months would be perfectly normal."
"Is that so?" I revealed a Tribulation Lightning Crystal bomb