Although Lu Xiaotian hadn't explained the matter in detail, Little Fire Crow's appearance made the whole story plausible. Most importantly, he was still alive.
"How are things with the Qin family's immortal army now?" At the mention of them, Meng Delin still gritted his teeth in hatred. "Now that Mister Dongfang has returned to the Heavenly Court as a third-grade alchemy saint, even if he can't completely deal with the Qin family's immortal army, he can at least make things very unpleasant for them."
"I passed out myself back then. I only managed to escape by sheer luck, thanks to my spirit bird. I don't know the details, and I've been recovering from my injuries all this time, so I have no idea what's happening outside. I also had no time to look after you two. I can only say I barely managed to bring you both out," Lu Xiaotian said. "As for the Qin family's immortal army, we'll probably have to return to the Heavenly Court's side to find out."
"Thank you, Mister Dongfang. Even in such a dangerous situation, you braved every hardship to bring Brother Zhang and me out. An ordinary person would have looked after himself and escaped long ago." Meng Delin spoke with gratitude. It seems I chose the right person to follow this time. Otherwise, who else would have bothered to look out for him and Zhang Taixu in such a perilous situation?
"Let's spare each other the formalities and focus on finding a way back to the Heavenly Court's side. This isn't the place to talk." Lu Xiaotian waved a hand. With Zhang Taixu and Meng Delin traveling alongside him—and especially given Zhang Taixu's former position as a dragon-seeking envoy—it would be easier for Lu Xiaotian to return to the Heavenly Court's side.