"Cough, Fellow Daoist Chi, we naturally understand the importance of Fellow Daoist Lu's safety and cannot allow the slightest mishap. However, if we are to take turns protecting Fellow Daoist Lu, we absolutely cannot do without someone as powerful as Fellow Daoist Chi. Otherwise, I fear I may not be able to ensure Fellow Daoist Lu's safety either." After Wang Tuoguai and the others exchanged glances, he was the first to speak.
"What do you mean by that?" Chi Yunsang's eyes flashed, turning sharp in an instant.
"It simply means everyone should contribute. We cannot favor one over another." Yang Cuiyun, the elderly woman from Heavenly Sea Pavilion who appeared to possess the highest cultivation, spoke even more bluntly.
"Does Fellow Daoist Ye share that view as well?" Chi Yunsang swept his gaze toward the silver-haired woman with the jade flute, his voice dark.
"This little woman naturally follows the majority." The silver-haired woman with the jade flute smiled sweetly, avoiding the chilling gleam in Chi Yunsang's eyes. She stepped back and chose to stand with Wang Tuoguai, Yang Cuiyun, and the others.
Lu Xiaotian watched his nose, his nose watched his heart, as though everything before him had little to do with him. Yet the scene unfolding before him was rather dramatic. They were all Golden Core cultivators, after all. Though Chi Yunsang's magic power was formidable, his habit of having the final say and controlling everything along the way had gradually bred dissatisfaction among the others. These cultivators also realized that, given Chi Yunsang's strength, they had to join forces to contend with him at all. The present circumstances demanded it as well. Otherwise, they would be nothing more than a scattered heap of sand; if they truly encountered treasures later, the greatest benefits would likely fall straight