The Old Daoist's Verbal Jabs

Forget fishing someone out of the overseas territories.

I'd settle for Haidilao.

Muzi Li, Chen Xixi, and the old Daoist—that was three Divine Way Realm cultivators!

If I took a little risk and brought them into the Central Continent's camp, Quan Xiaotong would probably be over the moon when he found out.

Especially Muzi Li. His value was immense: he had both strength and brains.

Chen Xixi... She could be a bonus!

As for the old Daoist, the Artifact Spirit had warned him repeatedly never to underestimate ruthless men who could make their words come true.

The old Daoist really was a pain in the neck, but his ability to make his words come true could also be terrifyingly powerful.

Since Muzi Li had asked him for help, that proved he truly had no other options.

And if someone like him was willing to ask, bringing him into the Central Continent's camp was practically a sure thing.

Hanyu didn't bring it up again. For one thing, there was no need; for another, it was out of respect for Muzi Li.

Some things didn't need to be spelled out.

Hanyu naturally agreed without hesitation, though not right away.

"I wasn't boasting just now. I really did come to stir things up."

Since Muzi Li had become a target for the Heavenly Dao Sect's hunters, Hanyu saw no reason not to be honest.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Chen Xixi's eyes flew open, and she cried out in shock.

Was there really someone even more reckless than her?

Stirring up trouble for the Heavenly Dao Sect! Where had he found the nerve?

Soon, she looked at the empty sky and suddenly seemed to accept it. This guy had been ready to kill Lu Yuan without a second thought. Stirring things