Lu Xiaotian followed the black-armored, stocky man Tong Xu and the Black Star Guards as they charged toward a Cloud-Sand Puppet army camp. Before Lu Xiaotian had completely left the battlefield behind, most of the Twelve Star Guards under Palace Master Xing Shu had already entered. The fierce fighting at the passage had yet to cease; this battle remained a top priority. But clearly, Palace Master Xing Shu's attention was not focused solely on seizing the passage.
Yet the Black Star Guards were heading in a direction that differed somewhat from the location Lu Xiaotian remembered.
Lu Xiaotian glanced back into the distance. It seemed the information Du Xin had brought back hadn't completely misled Palace Master Xing Shu. The man had likely adjusted the deployment of the celestial army sent to the Cloud-Gang Sand Domain based on his own understanding. Lu Xiaotian had underestimated this Golden Immortal monster. It was no wonder he could command a territory in the Yu Xuan Heavenly Court—he clearly had extraordinary ability.
"What is it? Do you feel that all the trouble you went through to bring back news from the Cloud-Gang Sand Domain was for nothing? Are you puzzled, or even resentful?" Tong Xu asked with a smile.
"Even when Palace Master Xing Shu asked me in person, I had no definite answer. I don't want this so-called credit or merit, either. What arrangements the celestial army makes have nothing to do with me. What is there to be puzzled or resentful about?" Lu Xiaotian chuckled. "The dragons have been in decline in the Heavenly Court for a long time. It's nothing new for someone like you to make a few jests at their expense. The Cloud-Sand Puppets may not be as easy to deal with as you imagine. You'd be better off