After she said that, everyone couldn't help laughing. Jin Shanshan was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare argue back. Bi Fan stepped in at just the right moment to smooth things over with a smile. "All right, let's leave the matter of names there. The most pressing thing now is heading to the Desolate Plains."
As he spoke, his expression turned serious. He looked at Hou Dakuan and asked, "Brother Hou, are you taking all these brothers in with you? The Desolate Plains are fraught with danger. If their cultivation isn't high enough, they could easily end up dead."
Hou Dakuan looked at the eager faces behind him and sighed. "I've told them the Desolate Plains aren't some ordinary place for cultivation. Nine out of ten who enter might never make it back out. But they wouldn't listen. They said, 'Since when do cultivators turn back just because the road is dangerous?' I couldn't very well crush their spirit..."
Hearing that, Bi Fan had nothing more to say. After all, it was Hou Dakuan's team, and joining them was their own choice.
But to his surprise, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke up. "The Desolate Plains suppress cultivation realms. Anyone below the King realm will be unable to withstand the pressure inside and will die on the spot. For those at the early or middle King realm, 'nine chances in ten of dying' is no joke. If even five of the people behind you make it out alive, they'll be lucky."
Her words made Hou Dakuan's expression change. He immediately understood what she meant, and his face grew solemn. He went back to the group and returned with fewer than ten men.
He looked at Bi Fan with a smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting!"
Knowing he'd gone to reorganize his