"Daoist Lu is very much like an elder brother of Lian'er's from before. If Daoist Lu does not mind, Lian'er will address you as Big Brother from now on." Xiang Lian'er was of noble birth, after all. Once her initial nervousness passed, she cautiously tested the waters with those words. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian showed no sign of objection, she was delighted. "Big Brother Lu is truly too modest. Controlling this formation is no easy feat; ordinary formation masters simply cannot do it. Yet Big Brother made it seem effortless, without even affecting the battle happening elsewhere. If that Life-Reaping Infant Monk had not fled so quickly, he would already have perished within the formation."
"Indeed, Daoist Lu. Your strength is plain for all to see. I, Old Yuan, am thoroughly convinced. These are the storage bags we seized from those people just now. There are quite a few things inside—Duke De really was willing to invest. But now they all belong to us. Daoist Lu, you contributed the most in that battle, so you take your share first. The rest of us will divide what remains. You few, surely you have no objections?" Yuan Gang gathered up several storage bags, then cast another glance at the brown-bearded elder and the three armored middle-aged men.
"Not at all. If Daoist Lu had not turned the tide with that battle just now, we would be the ones fleeing in disarray. Daoist Lu naturally should take his share first."
The brown-bearded elder and the three armored middle-aged men hurriedly nodded. Their eyes toward Lu Xiaotian were filled with respect. Those with powerful strength were always more likely to receive respect. Although Lu Xiaotian claimed that it was due to the power of the formation, not a single person present was a fool.