Chen Henian was both shocked and delighted. From the few people's conversation, it was clear that Wu Ziyuan and Qiao Lan both placed tremendous trust in Lu Xiaotian. Now that he had received personal pledges from two Nascent Soul Cultivators and a Tenth Tier Demon Cultivator, this battle at Soaring Heavens Palace would not only make a powerful statement—the younger disciples below would undoubtedly have a much higher chance of survival as well.
"Hahaha, with several fellow Daoists lending us your aid, my Soaring Heavens Palace will certainly win this battle at the very first clash."
After obtaining personal promises from several of them, Chen Henian threw back his head and laughed. With a great battle looming, nothing could be more heartening than gaining powerful reinforcements. The combined battle prowess of these two people and one demon was probably even slightly greater than that of him, Luo Qian, and Xiao Xiangyu combined. Of course, Lu Xiaotian was an exception.
In the face of Chen Henian's beaming delight, Wu Ziyuan and Qiao Lan merely smiled courteously without saying much.
The two of them had originally been no weaker than Chen Henian, and they came from the vast and resource-rich Crimson Abyss Continent. Naturally, they possessed an invisible streak of pride. Lu Xiaotian had subdued them through strength. As for Chen Henian, if not for his connection with Lu Xiaotian, they would have had no dealings with him at all.
A trace of awkwardness flashed across Chen Henian's face, but soon he tossed it behind him.
What's there to be so proud of? Aren't they both obedient as can be after Senior Brother Lu dealt with them? Xiao Xiangyu did not say it aloud, but inwardly she found it somewhat disagreeable. These two people and one demon were not even from the