"Since we've all come this far, we're naturally teammates. However, regarding the various dangers we encounter later, we won't give you any special consideration just because you're a fourth-grade alchemy saint, Eastern Alchemy Saint. I hope you can understand that." Wang Tianzhong spoke bluntly.
"That's only natural. I still have some ability to protect myself. There's no need for any of you to worry." Lu Xiaotian nodded. Judging from the current situation, they probably wouldn't readily come to his aid.
"I hope so." Hu Qingping gave a cold snort. Lu Xiaotian forcing his way in might not have caused the others any deep pain, but on this side of the Xuanyong Battlefield, they would indeed face the threat of more tribulations. Now that Lu Xiaotian had joined the group, that threat would naturally fall on her junior brother's head.
"Just let me know when you're ready to set out." Lu Xiaotian smiled at her words. He had squeezed out Hu Qingping's junior brother's slot, so the other party would probably find it hard to swallow this grudge for quite some time. The others seemed to have varying degrees of friendship with Hu Qingping as well. Lu Xiaotian had no intention of shamelessly currying favor with them, so he immediately sat down cross-legged in an empty spot to meditate.
When words failed, even half a sentence was too much. The others naturally had no need to curry favor with Lu Xiaotian either, and the atmosphere instantly turned cold. However, people who had cultivated to their level had encountered such situations many times, so they naturally did not find them uncomfortable.
Wang Tianzhong had expended some energy returning from that gloomy region. After resting for a day, the group set off from the cliff and entered this gray, hazy airspace.
Gray mist