"I'm going to find an acquaintance. I still have some use for the severed limbs of the Azure-Sky Ghost King and the old Extermination Yin Corpse monster. You two clean things up first. I'll be back shortly." Lu Xiaotian sent a voice transmission to the silver-armored woman and Di Yao before disappearing into the dense spirit-herb thickets in the distance.
"Find someone? Could it be that black-robed skeleton?"
The silver-armored woman and Di Yao exchanged glances, their faces filled with confusion.
"You think Lu Xiaotian is connected to the Ghost Clan?" With Lu Xiaotian gone, the silver-armored woman was still full of questions.
"Who knows? Perhaps he happens to know someone in the Ghost Clan. This man is far too mysterious, well beyond anything you or I can fathom."
Di Yao shrugged and gave a bitter smile. Now that the threat of the old Extermination Yin Corpse monster had been resolved, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted. He dropped onto the ground, gasping for breath. Recalling the dangers they had just faced, his heart still trembled with lingering aftershocks.
Seeing that the silver-armored woman also looked somewhat weary, Di Yao advised, "You and I both expended quite a lot in that battle. You should rest for a while too."
Di Yao was a man whose ambitions reached as high as the heavens, and ordinary women had never caught his eye. Back in the Southern Wasteland, many female cultivators had been enamored with him, but Di Yao had always remained alone. It was only after the great melee in the cultivation world erupted, when he saw the silver-armored woman, that his mortal heart stirred. Unfortunately, the silver-armored woman had always been proud and aloof, never showing the slightest favor to any man, with her heart wholly set