As Dongfang Yi and Xiang Qingcheng vanished into the spatial vortex, the Wind and Snow Sacred Sect and the Jade Pure Immortal Palace had already suffered tremendous losses. That spatial vortex was clearly not something Mahayana cultivators could easily control. If anything else happened to them, the loss would be unbearable for either sect.
"If King Lu of Alchemy can't find a way to rescue them, or if something happens to them, won't the Wind and Snow Sacred Sect lose its Holy Son, and the Jade Pure Immortal Palace its successor, for nothing?" the middle-aged woman said, her tone displeased.
"So you've come here to claim compensation for your losses?" Lu Xiaotian glanced at the middle-aged woman and Wushan.
"King Lu of Alchemy, you misunderstand. This old man came with Madam Shuangling because we naturally want to find a way to rescue the heirs of our respective sects. But Madam Shuangling's sect has spent many years cultivating its Holy Son, just as the Jade Pure Immortal Palace has spent many years cultivating Shan Bing. The Buddhist sect has already declined, and I imagine King Lu of Alchemy gained quite a bit from them. Surely it wouldn't be a problem to share some with our two sects? Or, if the Buddhist sect has anything left, Madam Shuangling and I could go take it ourselves," the Old Monster Wushan said.
"I'd say that's the real reason you two came here," Lu Xiaotian replied with a smile.
"King Lu of Alchemy has received some favors from our two great sects, after all. We suffered heavy losses this time. Asking to recover some of them isn't unreasonable, is it?" Madam Shuangling said, her tone displeased.
"I don't want any other Mahayana cultivators interfering in my conflict with the Buddhist sect. If your disciples can