No one knew that Lu Yuanchu, bowing in salute at that moment, had sweat running down his back. His lowered eyes trembled.
I may be arrogant and domineering, but I don't want to die. Mo Xinghe couldn't even withstand two punches, and Venerable Gu Yu even brought out his Dharma-form Golden Body. I'm no fool like Yue Wangchuan, letting people goad me into a fight!
He cursed inwardly, then glanced at Yue Wangchuan. Seeing his astonished expression, Lu Yuanchu couldn't help feeling rather pleased.
I still want to live a few more years. That bastard clearly wanted to kill me just now!
His gaze flicked over Fang Mo, and his heart clenched. He had sensed it more clearly than anyone else just now—that terrifying killing intent. That bastard definitely has the ability to kill me. He might not even need to unleash his sword formation. I'd already be dead!
The Ancestor was right. Fang Mo is not to be messed with!
Lu Yuanchu kept his head lowered, recalling the Ancestor's instructions when he had come to the Ancient Realm. The Star River Token—I feel like this guy could kill me without even using it. How the hell did he cultivate? How can he be so strong? I could feel the breath of death!
"Lu Yuanchu gave in?"
Chu Zhengze and Qin Wenhe were both stunned. They exchanged a look.
As longtime members of Taichu Peak, they knew Lu Yuanchu's character all too well. Even when Ling Cangyan was around, he couldn't keep Lu Yuanchu in check. Lu Yuanchu had only ever shown superficial respect, while acting with utter dominance. When had he ever lowered his head?
But today, he really had. He didn't even dare raise his head now.
"You're very wise," Fang Mo said. His voice gave nothing away,