Xu Nian fled for his life, pouring every ounce of his true essence into activating his Protective Light Barrier.
The Sabertooth Tiger swallowed the Green Origin Bead. Its eyes reddened, greed burning even brighter. It had barely swallowed the bead before charging on without so much as slowing, rushing at Xu Nian like a gale. It moved like lightning, catching up to him in an instant. Dark baleful energy flashed from its mouth, shredding Xu Nian's Protective Light Barrier to dust.
"Brother Dongfang, save me! Brother Dongfang, save me!"
Xu Nian cried out desperately, tears already streaming from his eyes. He had completely forgotten that Dongfang Tuo had already saved his life once. And when Dongfang Tuo had been locked in a furious battle with the Sabertooth Tiger, on the brink of death, Xu Nian had sat as steady as a mountain, tending to his breathing after recovering most of his injuries and watching the spectacle unfold.
Xu Yi could only shake his head. He could hardly imagine how someone like this had ever been admitted into an Immortal Sect.
Setting aside whether he possessed the talent to cultivate, his character alone was inferior even to that of many worldly men who had weathered their share of storms.
What Xu Yi didn't know was that the Eight Great Immortal Sects had no shortage of people like Xu Nian.
The Eight Great Immortal Sects had ancient lineages and rarely barred anyone from joining. Their members passed down their places from generation to generation. Even the descendants of former servants and attendants had been admitted into their ranks.
Having spent their lives in the Immortal Sects with little hardship to temper them, such people might live for decades or even a century and attain profound cultivation, yet their character would still be