"Since you're an enemy of the Heavenly Court, not a friend, why not stay in the Heavenly Mulberry Wastes and help us face the threat from the Heavenly Court? The Immortal Realm may be vast, but aside from the Heavenly Mulberry Wastes, there can't be many places that would take you and your wolf cavalry."
The middle-aged man, Xiao Chong, invited him. "With your abilities and those of your wolf cavalry, you'll have ample room to put your skills to use if you stay in the Heavenly Mulberry Wastes. The Mulberry Spirit Clan will also treat you as honored guests."
"No, I'm not a member of the Mulberry Spirit Clan. I only happened to come here this time. Though my beliefs differ from the Heavenly Court's, I have no wish to openly oppose them, so I'll have to decline your invitation." Lu Xiaotian shook his head. If the other party learned that he had come for the Tears of the Mulberry Spirit, who knew whether he would still speak to him as calmly as he was now?
"Forgive me for asking, but what brings you to the Heavenly Mulberry Wastes? Surely you didn't come to tour the scenery in a place torn by war like this." Xiao Chong regarded Lu Xiaotian with a probing gaze.
"As you can see, the Hundun came after the starfire meteorites. Do you have any other questions?" Lu Xiaotian retorted. Though he had indeed come to the Heavenly Mulberry Wastes with ulterior motives, so far he had also rescued quite a few Mulberry Spirit Clan warriors. The other party was hardly treating him with much courtesy. Xiao Chong's archery was truly divine, his arrows appearing and disappearing like ghosts, but Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit was powerful, and he was exceptionally sensitive to spatial fluctuations. It