"Senior has such formidable strength, yet you still need this junior to help retrieve the bone of Ying Gou?" Lu Xiaotian asked with a puzzled expression. "With senior's strength, a single breath could easily annihilate this junior. I'm afraid I would be of little help, and even if you were to seek assistance, Tiye and Shiniao would surely be more suitable."
Since Jiang Chen was already this powerful, the Nether Wither Silkworm Sovereign, who could make someone like him so wary, must be exceptionally difficult to provoke. If Jiang Chen truly succeeded and a conflict broke out between them, Lu Xiaotian would genuinely fear for his own little life; he certainly did not believe Jiang Chen would protect him with all his might amidst a great battle.
"Tiye and Shiniao possess decent strength, but their Primordial Spirits are far too weak, falling well short of matching little friend. Retrieving that bone of Ying Gou relies primarily on the strength of one's Primordial Spirit—though, naturally, one's overall power cannot be too abysmal either. Although little friend's realm is somewhat lacking, your actual combat strength is still passable, and you may not necessarily prove inferior to Tiye and Shiniao. Had I not crossed paths with little friend this time, I fear I would have mostly returned empty-handed," Jiang Chen let out a dark chuckle.
"If I work for senior, how will senior guarantee my safety afterward?" Lu Xiaotian took a breath, feeling as though he had practically no secrets to speak of under Jiang Chen's watchful gaze. The totem power had presumably been seen through by the other party, and as for whether the latter knew he was actually a dragon as well, Lu Xiaotian lacked any real certainty at the moment.
Faced with such an ancient monster, blindly defying him was