If they fell into his hands, they could only blame their bad luck.
All in all.
As far as Ling Wuyuan was concerned.
He did not have much in mind for Ke Mingyu and the others.
He had chosen to bring them under his command simply because there was no point wasting what he could use.
With the Torrent of Destiny at his disposal, everyone looked like chives ripe for the cutting.
Alive, they were renewable chives.
Dead, they were chives he could harvest once.
The point was to make full use of them.
As for their ambitions and wishes, were those things Ling Wuyuan needed to care about?
Of course not!!
The strong did as they pleased.
The weak accepted their fate.
And compared with Ke Mingyu and the others, he was unquestionably the strong one.
So strong that they had no power to resist him whatsoever.
Naturally, he could do as he pleased.
He had no need to consider whether Ke Mingyu and the others agreed.
Of course.
That said, Ling Wuyuan treated his underlings reasonably well. He was not so bored that he would work loyal men to death.
Expecting a donkey to run without giving it grass to eat?
Who would be crazy enough to do that?
So if the right opportunity arose later, he would not mind giving Ke Mingyu and the others a chance.
A chance to escape the Xikong Immortal Realm...
But it would only be a chance.
Even for him.
A problem of that magnitude was rather thorny.
The connection between the Immortal King Seals on Ke Mingyu and the others and the Xikong Immortal Realm ran far too deep. Severing it by conventional means was all but impossible, as though they had signed contracts selling themselves into bondage...
After they chatted