"Yao Kong Turtle Shell!" The words "Yao Kong Turtle Shell" echoed through Lu Xiaotian's mind, leaving him unable to calm himself for a while.
This devilish shadow understood him exceptionally well. It had actually used the chance to advance to Mahayana to tempt him. Though the other party couldn't provide the treasure directly, even a mere opportunity—so long as it was viable—held an irresistible allure for someone like Lu Xiaotian, whose ambition lay in pursuing the Great Dao.
"Well? Shall we work together?"
"With terms like that, you could easily find someone else. Why come to me?" Lu Xiaotian wasn't naive enough to agree outright.
"Ordinary Integrated Body Late Stage Cultivators don't have abilities like yours. That Earth Demon Blood Filth is incredibly powerful; plenty of old monsters have fallen to this divine ability of the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord. You're the only Integrated Body cultivator I've ever seen who could subdue the Earth Demon Blood Filth. The Buddhist techniques you cultivate happen to counter it, while the Earth Demon Blood Filth is exactly what I need. If you hadn't ruined my plans this time, even the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord wouldn't have been able to take back the Earth Demon Blood Filth I'd intercepted."
At that, the devilish shadow was so furious with Lu Xiaotian its teeth ached. Lu Xiaotian had ruined its plans. If its hatred were measured, the devilish shadow would have gladly torn him limb from limb—that was what it wanted. But under the pressure of the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord, the devilish shadow had begun to strike out on its own, only to be discovered by the other party. To become truly independent, it had no choice but to seek Lu Xiaotian's cooperation—that was reality.
A reality it was unwilling to accept, yet one as cold as ice.