"If Brother Xiao has doubts, wouldn't you know as soon as you went in and took a look?" Yuan Tianfang and two other Yuan family cultivators had also arrived outside the teleportation array. He glanced at Xiao Jinglei as he spoke.
"I imagine Brother Yuan came looking for the lost flat peaches. You should be more eager than I am." Xiao Jinglei replied with a thin smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Flat peaches are fine, but that kid surnamed Dongfang made a huge commotion at your Xiao family's Moshang Mountain and River, smashed the River-镇 stele, and obtained a water spirit treasure. It's worth no less than a flat peach." Yuan Tianfang shot back without holding anything back.
The Old Monster Mengshan, standing nearby, listened with gleaming eyes. He had originally meant to reclaim his Demon Blood Soul Garment. Who could have guessed that Lu Xiaotian had so many exceptionally precious spiritual objects in his hands? They had drawn both family heads here at once. And there was Zhao Tianyang, who had fought Lu Xiaotian fiercely several times before. He had no idea what those two ancient mirrors and the little box were, either. They must have been tremendously valuable as well.
Yet with so many Nascent Soul cultivators present, not one dared enter that notorious place of peril lightly. After all, if anyone was injured inside that dangerous land, they couldn't be sure no one would kick them while they were down. Even if things didn't come to that, once injured, even if they managed to kill Lu Xiaotian in the end, sharing in the spoils with their strength greatly diminished would be nothing but a fool's dream.
"We're all heads of the great lineages of Xiang Kingdom. Why must we be so hostile toward each other? I