Outside the alloy building, after everyone had finished venting their emotions, after sending the low- and mid-rank martial artists back to prepare for battle, only high-rank and Rank Six martial artists remained by the passageway. They still needed to learn exactly what had happened inside, especially what had happened to Li Changsheng. He had originally been declared dead, yet he had somehow become Rank Eight in the blink of an eye.
Li Changsheng also descended from the air. Seeing everyone staring at him, he said flatly, "What are you all looking at me for?"
"Y-you really reached Rank Eight?"
Lü Fengrou asked in astonishment. She could hardly believe it. She had exhausted herself and suffered who knew how much before finally breaking through to Rank Seven. This time, she had come simply to see an old friend off. Yet not only had he not died, he had even reached Rank Eight. How was Lü Fengrou supposed to come to terms with that? She couldn't. Not even a little.
Li Changsheng merely smiled without answering. He neither nodded nor shook his head, putting on the airs of an expert.
Hmph, could I tell you I'm a fake?
I'm standing right here. Once my golden bones are out, who would dare say I'm not Rank Eight?
Don't believe me?
I have golden bones—who could question me?
Though that was what he thought, Li Changsheng was still somewhat anxious.
He had to resolve the Spiritual Power issue soon. Otherwise, being a fake Rank Eight still didn't feel right. If something really happened later, he would be exposed. "Lu Hao, what's going on with him? Didn't they say he killed a Rank Eight while at Rank Six and was about to die?"
Seeing that Li Changsheng clearly had no intention of explaining, Lü Fengrou