"You needn't worry that I'll make a move. If I had intended to, I would have struck the instant you killed that woman just now. I wouldn't have waited until now." Lu Xiaotian accepted the benefits and said with a smile. Since he had begun cultivating, this was probably the easiest profit he had ever reaped.
"Why did your grandson invite such a fatal calamity?"
Upon hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, the old man was initially somewhat embarrassed. They had yielded the woman's storage pouch partly because the dark-faced young man before them seemed unfathomable, and they could not gauge his true strength. It was also because the previous battle had consumed a great deal of their spiritual power, and they truly had intended to spend money to avert disaster. They had simply not expected this dark-faced young man's insight to be so astonishing that he had seen through their thoughts at a glance.
But when he heard Lu Xiaotian's question afterward, his expression darkened again.
"Speaking of it, it was all because this old woman's poor grandson was ill-fated. He had become close with that woman's disciple and wished to become Dao companions with her. Who knew where he heard some rumor about the Azure Script Iron Scroll, saying it could help with forming a Nascent Soul? When that woman learned of it, she questioned this old woman's grandson in every possible way and even spared no effort to take his life. It was also our fault, these two old bones of ours happened to be trapped in a dangerous place some time ago, with our lives hanging in the balance. Seeing that this old woman's grandson had no one to rely on, that woman thought she could do as she pleased. For the sake of that nonexistent Azure Script