Resentment

After the others left, Li Xiao shut the door, leaving those stray thoughts and trivial matters outside.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing. Circulating the Three Absolutes Returning Origin Qi, he slowly brought the True Qi in his body into order.

The night passed without incident. After his True Qi flowed through his meridians for several cycles, he had returned to peak condition.

Early the next morning, Li Xiao got ready and went straight to Wang Yuanqiao.

The Golden Blade Sect Master was discussing matters with several elders in the front hall. When he saw Li Xiao enter, he broke off and looked at him with a smile.

Li Xiao did not beat around the bush. "Sect Master Wang, I'd like to take a look at that Ore Vein."

Wang Yuanqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, though his expression gave nothing away. Instead, he put on a hesitant look and spoke with a hint of concern:

"Fellow Daoist Li, the other side is no pushover, and they're hostile to the Golden Blade Sect. If we march over there in broad daylight, we may be in danger.

"Why don't you send word back to your Sect first and ask the Three Origins Sect to send some people to help? Once everyone has gathered, we can investigate the Ore Vein together. Wouldn't that be safer?"

Li Xiao sneered inwardly. Send word back to the Sect? The message and reply would take far too long. How could I afford to wait?

Besides, Mu Province had no Sixth Turn expert stationed there, at least on the surface. Even if the Red Dust Devil Palace had sent its Saintess, she was only in the Round Marrow Realm.

As long as his opponent was not Sixth Turn, he