"Ahaha, you little rascal—you actually killed a Yang Venerate expert! If word gets out, the whole world will be shaken. A World Child really is no ordinary thing. Xu Yi, if you devote yourself to cultivation, you'll surely make a name for yourself one day!"
Xu Yi stood dazed, holding the Soul-Summoning Banner, when Young Master Xu's delighted voice came from behind him.
Young Master Xu was naturally thrilled.
In her eyes, killing that terrifying Yang Venerate mighty figure, the Flying Eagle cloaked figure, was the result of both her and Xu Yi's efforts.
As for who had drawn up the detailed plan, surveyed the battlefield, chosen the ambush site, and used the Spiritual Connection Jade to direct her in setting the stage—none of that crossed her mind anymore.
She only remembered that she had taken the lead, risked her life to lure the enemy in, and finally won the great victory they now enjoyed.
Xu Yi shook his head with a wry smile. "Making a name for myself can wait. If I can just live a few more years in peace, that'll be enough."
He was genuinely exhausted. His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds over the past two or three years, but he had been fighting one battle after another. He had hardly ever enjoyed the pleasures of a cultivator's life.
Young Master Xu said, "Rowing upstream, you either press forward or fall back. Once you set foot on this path, there's no such thing as peace. Unless your heart for the Dao has died and you're willing to live out your days among ordinary folk, nowhere in the world is safe. Hurry and think of what to do next. You killed that man surnamed Zhou, so the Yun Family has their eye on you for good.