"You're a Golden Immortal-level powerhouse, with countless subordinates under your command. Could you at least try to act like it instead of making yourself look like a street thug every day? And you still have the nerve to criticize others."
At that moment, Luo Ping'er, clad in black armor, had a striking, almost otherworldly beauty about her. She opened the tent's ward and strode right inside.
The ward bore the blood seals of her, Xiang Kuang, and Pig Seven. Even an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal would have to make a direct assault to break through; otherwise, using techniques to breach it would take quite some effort.
But Luo Ping'er and the others could come and go freely.
"I'm just being true to myself." Pig Seven chuckled, then stretched languidly.
"Now that our biggest worry is gone, and Brother Lu is doing just fine on the other side, we can muddle through the rest. We don't need to achieve anything; we just need to avoid making mistakes.
You really want to fight the other side to the death? After all the trouble Brother Lu has stirred up, our side has already taken heavy losses. If we truly went all out, we might not even win.
Don't end up getting yourself killed by accident. We can't hope to cultivate as fast as Brother Lu, so we might as well keep a level head."
"You're always making excuses for your own laziness." Xiang Kuang shot him an exasperated look.
"Cangmu Wangniao was a Primordial Spirit Demon Body expert. His death in the Huasheng Demon Abyss was suspicious, and it may not have been that kid Lu who killed him.
No matter how high his cultivation is, Lu has spent too little time at the Great Unity Golden Immortal level. His mastery of the