"Yes. That kid might be greedy for money, but when all was said and done, his contributions in the Southern Heaven Earth Cave were probably second only to Lu Hao's. After all, he blew up a royal city and drew away two ninth-ranks. He also brought back Grandmaster Yang's remains and rescued two eighth-rank golden bodies. Those were all solid accomplishments."
Nan Yun Yue smiled.
"We'll see. Perhaps Fang Ping is also a child favored by the era's fortune, blessed with enough great destiny to turn calamity into fortune."
"Are you talking about yourself?"
Zhang Tao laughed. "We'll have to go over there again sooner or later. After all these years, we need to find out exactly what is going on with that Demon Plant."
"You should go treat your injuries first. I'll have a few words with Lu Hao," Zhang Tao said.
"Fine. Remember to keep an eye on Star Town City. Their losses this time were too great—even greater than those on the main battlefield—"
Nan Yun Yue did not finish the rest, but Zhang Tao understood.
After all, even Grandmasters from Star Town City had died, only for a few sixth-ranks to reap the benefits in the end.
After Nan Yun Yue left, Zhang Tao finally turned his attention to Lu Hao and asked solemnly, "Does your combat strength... have any hidden consequences?"
In Zhang Tao's view, Lu Hao had gone to the Forbidden Zone once, and his combat strength had soared far too much after returning. Perhaps those old antiques had added something else to him again.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. I know my own situation. I'm not walking an ordinary path, but the Path of Slaughter. As long as I kill enough people, my strength will naturally rise quickly."
"The Path of Slaughter?" The furrow