As Lu Xiaotian had said, the thirteen dragons with the Violet Robe Palace Mistress had indeed been left to fend for themselves here. No one cared about these battered stragglers who had withdrawn from the secret realm of the Esoteric Buddhist Sect, and two of their own kind had even died because their severe injuries could not be treated. Now that Lu Xiaotian, disguised as Ying Feng, had arrived and helped them resolve the injuries within their bodies, he had already won the recognition of these dragons. Even though they had been left shaken and terrified upon seeing Lu Xiaotian and the Celestial Immortal Miao Qianmu immediately set against each other like needle against wheat, they naturally stood on Lu Xiaotian's side without hesitation. Although they were outnumbered and could hardly help Lu Xiaotian in his current situation, that did not stop them from sharing a common hatred of their enemy.
"I hope you'll still have time to worry about these good-for-nothings when the time comes," Miao Qianmu snorted.
"Although their cultivation is somewhat low, they at least survived after enduring life-and-death trials in the secret realm of the Esoteric Buddhist Sect. If you think you're capable enough, take yourself and those good-for-nothings under you to that perilous place for a walk. If you can come back alive, then talk about others," Lu Xiaotian said with a smile. Compared to the Ying Feng within the Green Fruit Barrier, this Miao Qianmu seemed even narrower-minded. Or perhaps she had always been hostile toward the dragons; otherwise, she would not have become entangled with Ying Feng all those years ago.
"All right, you two, stop arguing. Deal with the Cloudsand Terracotta Warriors first. After that, Fellow Daoist Ying can set off for the South Sea Dragon Palace as soon as possible. If