"Many thanks for returning my treasure, Fellow Daoist Lu. Until we meet again." The Red-Eyed Goat Demon cupped his hands toward Lu Xiaotian. His heart had finally settled back into his stomach. This mysterious young man before him clearly would not strike again; otherwise, if he had attacked before returning the magic treasure, the Red-Eyed Goat Demon would have had even less power to fight back.
"Next time, don't let me catch you secretly plotting against Blazing Wind Valley again." Lu Xiaotian gave the Red-Eyed Goat Demon an inscrutable look.
"With losses this severe, how could I dare harbor any other thoughts?" The Red-Eyed Goat Demon's heart jolted, and he hurriedly shook his head. During the years he had been confined at Blazing Wind Gorge and treated as forced labor, he had done everything he could to cultivate the Tomb-Spirit Gu eggs so he could escape as soon as possible. Not only had his cultivation been delayed for many years, but after returning, he would have to do his utmost to replenish the essence he had expended. He had already been no match before, and after several decades, the gap had only grown wider. How could he still have the nerve to even the score?
As for Young Master Jade Flute, the Red-Eyed Goat Demon hated him to the bone. If not for that fellow, he would never have been confined at Blazing Wind Gorge for so many years. He could not afford to offend Lu Xiaotian; most likely, he would not be able to even the score before advancing to the Integrated Body Realm. Yet his losses this time had been truly devastating. When all was said and done, it was Young Master Jade Flute's good fortune that had saved him—who told him that the method he used to