Seeing Fairy Meng Shang come straight toward them, Hua Min'er and the other two sensed that something was wrong. It seemed highly likely that Fairy Meng Shang was going to attack Ling Tian. Her cultivation was now no weaker than Ling Tian's, and she possessed an Order Divine Artifact. Even ordinary Near-Gods were no match for her. Ling Tian probably wouldn't gain the slightest advantage against her—and might even get a beating.
Thinking of this, Lian Yue had suggested helping Ling Tian.
Seeing Yao Yu reject Lian Yue's suggestion, Hua Min'er nodded. "That's right. Fairy Meng Shang must be suffering inside. Letting her beat Brother Tian up to vent her anger might be for the best. If we're going to help anyone, we should help Meng Shang. After all, Brother Tian caused all this trouble."
Though he felt terribly wronged, Ling Tian didn't try to defend himself. He muttered, "Meng Shang has wanted to beat me at least once all these years. It seems she still clung to that obsession even after choosing her path of cultivation. Letting her win once should count as..."
"Ling Tian, I don't think you're going to let her win this time. I think she's sure to win. Don't forget, she's quite a bit stronger than you are now." Poxiong's voice rang out, full of schadenfreude. "Still, it shouldn't be a big deal. She'll only beat you up..."
"Oh, that's true." Yao Yu nodded, then changed her tone. "She won't kill you, anyway. Letting her vent might be good for her. She's so pitiful..."
"How come that makes Brother Tian sound like the pitiful one?" Lian Yue muttered under her breath. Then she looked around at Xuan Yin and the others. "We'll deal with these people, then. Brother Tian, go let Sister Meng Shang beat