Xu Yi paid no attention to what sort of suspicions his actions might stir in Mr. Wu. After taking the Myriad Spirit Pill and the Profound Yellow Pill, he returned straight to his cave abode and began a period of secluded cultivation. It took him a full thirteen days and twelve Myriad Spirit Pills before his injuries finally healed completely. Then he emerged from seclusion.
"Fine weather we've got, eh, Old Tong? The women at New Joy Garden really are something. Damn it, this time when we head to the Demon Border, I'm going to make a big score and catch a few fat sheep. When I get back, I'm finding myself a virgin." Lu Sihuo, his face bristling with flesh and his cheeks slick with oil, stood at the bow and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Beside him, Jia Ming wore a worried expression and said nothing. Lu Sihuo sidled closer. "Old Jia, what's gotten into you today? No, no, I see Huang Daoliang and Bai Qinghui have the same look. What, worried about danger on the road? You're overthinking it, Old Jia."
"We're riding on a Blood Sea Society dragon boat, after all. With the Nine-Headed Blood Wolf Banner flying above us, who'd dare make trouble? The only tricky part is crossing Turbulent Stream Gorge, where the magnetic forces are all over the place. But this dragon boat is well equipped; nothing can go wrong. I'm telling you, brothers, let's have a drink of aged liquor. Sitting around doing nothing is awfully dull."
Jia Ming lowered his voice. "Old Lu, it seems you're good for nothing but frenzied killing and the business of women's crotches. Even if you cultivate the Demonic Sect Heart Chaos Technique, shouldn't you at least ask about something that concerns your life