"Is there any way to deal with the aquatic demon beasts' attacks?" Lu Xiaotian asked in a deep voice.
"There is, naturally. You're different from the others, Fellow Daoist, but you'll still need to take me to Blackwater Lake first. I'll tell you the method then." The girl had already suffered once. Though grateful for Lu Xiaotian's actions, she still chose to keep something back. After all, this was her last life-saving trump card.
"Deal!" Lu Xiaotian had not expected the girl to be holding something back. The demon beasts in the lake might be formidable, but they might not necessarily be able to do anything to him. There were simply too many black-armored beetles—could the beasts in the lake possibly outnumber them? Of course, if he could avoid trouble, that would be even better.
The lean old man was extremely powerful, already a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator. Even while carrying the bald strongman, he was not moving slowly. The girl looked at Lu Xiaotian in surprise. His cultivation appeared to be only at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, yet while carrying her, he was not the slightest bit slower than the old man. Though she was considerably lighter than the bald strongman, that slight difference in weight meant little to cultivators. Earlier, he had forced that irritating young cultivator back with a single punch, and now he was no slower than the lean old man. A trace of lucky joy flashed through the girl's eyes. It seemed her luck was not too bad, after all. At the very least, this young man's strength was far beyond what he appeared to possess, and his character was much better than those who had simply left.
The group fled all the way. Because they had a burden in tow, they were