Though he had no idea why the icefield wolf had fled, Murong You was lucky to be alive. He had no time to investigate the reason.
"Maybe I scared it off. I've always been lucky." Lu Yang took the credit without hesitation. When you did a good deed, you had to make sure your name was attached.
Murong You looked at Lu Yang in surprise. But then he thought about it: perhaps Lu Yang was right. Under normal circumstances, he would surely have been doomed.
And if there was anything different about the situation now, it was that Lu Yang was there.
Besides, the fact that Lu Yang had fallen from such a great height was proof enough that he really was lucky.
"Fine, fine. Then I'll be counting on your luck from now on."
Murong You knew that the longer they stayed at Soul-Forgetting Cliff, the more likely they were to encounter danger. This time it was an icefield wolf; next time, it might be a Moonshadow Sky Lion capable of tearing a Nascent Soul Cultivator apart with its bare claws.
He quickly picked the Forget-Worry Grass and brought Lu Yang to the agreed meeting point.
A rope dangled straight down. Murong You's disciples had lowered it.
"I'll go up first. Then you follow my example," Murong You instructed. If they both climbed the rope at the same time and anything went wrong, they would both fall.
Holding the rope and bracing his feet against the cliff face, Murong You climbed up with great care. Lu Yang followed behind, nimble hands and feet carrying him up even faster than Murong You.
Though Lu Yang's cultivation had fallen to Foundation Establishment Realm, his control over his body was on a completely different level from Murong You's.
Even if Lu Yang