"You don't seem worried about your situation," the Heart-Devouring Demon noticed Lu Xiaotian's unruffled demeanor and grew somewhat interested.
"The Void-Eyed Bamo who just attacked was already a Golden Immortal. Whether I worry or not won't make much difference against an enemy like that. If you protect me, Senior, I'll have a place to stay in Luoyang Hell. If you don't, then the other party wouldn't have made just a casual strike."
Lu Xiaotian shook his head. He could feel the Void-Eyed Bamo's undisguised killing intent. Even if the Heart-Devouring Demon hadn't stepped in, he wouldn't have feared him. But since the Heart-Devouring Demon had shielded him from this calamity, Lu Xiaotian could naturally avoid a great deal of trouble.
"You're certainly taking it in stride, kid. But you had to withstand that attack yourself before I had a chance to speak. If you hadn't, it would all have been over. Come to think of it, the Bamo clan does seem to have been blessed with great fortune. A Golden Immortal Void-Eyed Bamo was born amid their battles with the immortal army of Nine Central City. I don't know whether to call you lucky or unlucky. You barely managed to escape to Luoyang Hell, only to provoke the Bamo clan, and the clan just happened to produce a Golden Immortal."
"Then again, maybe you aren't entirely unlucky. If that demon had advanced a little earlier, I might not have gotten involved."
Lu Xiaotian was startled. He hadn't expected such a coincidence—that he would happen to be there at just the right time.
"The Bamo clan suffered considerable losses at your hands. They certainly won't swallow this insult, and they'll come after you again. Even I can only protect you for a time. The Bamo clan is vast, and before they