He knew all too well how alluring Martial Soul Evolution was to Yu Xiaogang, so he had long prepared for the worst.
What surprised him, however, was that Xiao Wu had learned of this news so unexpectedly.
This news was hardly friendly to him.
Tang Hao's threat still hung over his head, and now a Seventieth-Rank Soul Saint had been added to the mix. A shadow weighed on Lin Xuan's heart.
To him now, there was no essential difference between a Soul Saint and a Titled Douluo. With his current strength, he had no chance of surviving against either one.
"Just one more month..."
Lin Xuan murmured under his breath, unwillingness in his eyes.
If he could just endure for another month, until "Old Tang" descended and he obtained his trump card, then let alone one Flender—even if Tang Hao and Flender joined forces, he would have the confidence to deal with them.
But now, time had become the most precious thing of all.
Still, he was not actually that worried.
In the Original Work, Tang San and the others had taken nearly three months to travel from Sacred Soul Village to Nuoding City, even though they had stopped and started along the way.
That meant Nuoding City and Suotuo City were definitely not close. He had read a rough map of the continent.
When he had turned against Yu Xiaogang, he had already prepared for the possibility of Yu Xiaogang calling for reinforcements.
He had also looked into the speed of message couriers across the continent.
A letter sent from Nuoding City to Suotuo City by horse carriage would take two months. Even by swift horse, it would take a month.
At the current speed of postal travel, it should take at least a month for the letter to