"Now that was close. We have Senior Brother Lu to thank for that." Su Qing looked at the densely packed fire bats behind them, her face still pale with fear. Then she rolled her eyes and said, "Everyone says that Senior Brother Lu's aptitude is mediocre and that you'll never amount to much. But I think they're all blind. You've simply been hiding your talents too well. If you showed even a little of your skill normally, I'm afraid those Golden Core seniors would be fighting to take you as a disciple."
There were things Su Qing could say that Luo Qian could not. He and Lu Xiaotian were nowhere near close enough for that, and with his pride, he could never have said such words either. Still, he was extremely curious. He had visited Soaring Heavens Palace's Scripture Repository and had even asked his own master, Lei Wantian, yet he had never heard of any cultivation method with such terrifying offensive power.
"It's not that those people have poor judgment. What they said is true. If I hadn't spent all these years living with my head tucked into my waistband, narrowly escaping death countless times, I probably wouldn't be any different from an ordinary person now."
Lu Xiaotian shook his head and gave a bitter laugh. He knew his own circumstances best. Although his luck had been good and he had dared to take risks, if not for that miraculous barrier inside his body, which could continuously ripen various spiritual objects for alchemy, his cultivation would never have reached its current level, no matter how many pills he had been supplied with.
"Let's not talk about that. We still haven't completely escaped the danger. Senior Brother Lu, what do you think we should do now?"
"What else can we