Lu Xueqi, I Like You

A tree that stood out in the forest would be struck down by the wind!

Tian Buyi and Cang Song had wanted to protect Hao Shuai. That was why they didn't want him to reveal himself to the other sects too soon.

After all, aside from the Qingyun Sect disciples, people from other righteous sects were here too. In particular, people from Tian Yin Temple and Fanxiang Valley were present.

If Hao Shuai's strength were exposed, who knew what they might be thinking?!

Seeing that Hao Shuai had no objections, Tian Buyi immediately led the Qingyun Sect back to camp.

As soon as they arrived, Hao Shuai made an excuse that he'd used up too much of his magical energy, said goodbye to Tian Buyi and Cang Song, and went back to his cave to rest.

Unfortunately, ever since Tian Buyi and the others had shown up, Lu Xueqi had deliberately kept her distance. Now she'd already gone back to her own cave, dashing Hao Shuai's hopes of striking while the iron was hot. He was so furious that he felt Blood Sucking Old Demon and Old Ancestor Feng Yue had died far too easily.

"What a treasure! I never expected a rogue cultivator like Old Ancestor Feng Yue to have something this good."

Inside his cave, Hao Shuai stroked the fine robe he'd stripped off Old Ancestor Feng Yue and admired it closely, voicing his praise from time to time.

Though this Eight Trigrams Robe (he'd made up the name because he didn't know what it was called) had been damaged and lost its luster after taking a direct hit from the "Divine Sword Thunder Control True Spell,"

Hao Shuai's appraisal revealed that the Eight Trigrams Robe was a rare defensive magical treasure. Its quality was probably no