The Eighth Person
Bi Fan nodded and briefly outlined the arrangements based on the strength of those present. "We have Brother Xuanzhi and me, who have both reached the threshold of the Spirit Lord Realm. Then there's Brother Yun Ting, whose Soul Power cultivation is even higher than that of the Spirit Lord Realm. That makes three of us."
"Add Sister Wanqing, Fang Qi, Brother Liuyun, and Brother Xi Jing. All four are at the peak of the Spirit Soul Realm, so they should be able to fight the leading Wild Spirit Beast."
Jin Shanshan had been waiting expectantly for a long time, but when his name still wasn't mentioned, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. "Big brother, what about me?"
Bi Fan smiled. "You've only just broken through to the peak of the Spirit Soul Realm. Your foundation isn't stable yet. Maybe next time."
"All right." He nodded meekly. Though he wasn't entirely willing, he had always followed Bi Fan's words without question.
Feng Xuanzhi smiled. "Come to think of it, I remember there were eleven leading Wild Spirit Beasts over there. We defeated three last time, so we still have eight to deal with. There are only seven of us here, so we'll have to choose one more."
Bi Fan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but before he could find a suitable candidate, Tang Xiaoli volunteered. "Why don't you let me go?"
"Well..." Bi Fan gave a wry smile and didn't agree outright. Instead, he looked toward Tang Yunting. Clearly, whether she could go wasn't up to him to decide.
Tang Yunting's bandaged face still clearly showed his somber expression. After a long silence, he said sternly, "You're not strong enough. That place isn't for fun. Every Wild Spirit Beast we'll be fighting is