Before he could even bring up asking for more money, a request for help had arrived first.
Jiang Wang stopped in his tracks.
He was rather sensitive to the words "help out" these days.
He had been living peacefully in Zhao State, cultivating and strengthening his foundations, firmly advancing toward the Outer Tower. It was only because he had to "help someone" that he had traveled all the way to Soul-Severing Gorge.
He had thought it was something he could take care of nearby. Instead, he had left the city and the country, crossed mountains and ridges...
He had traveled a thousand miles, only to end up a cripple.
If people all over the world heard about his sorry state, what would they think?
One-Eared Hero? One-Legged Sword Immortal?
Jiang Wang's complicated feelings were hard to put into words.
To borrow Master Kujue's deeply philosophical words, "What a damn turtle-shell bastard in rotten straw sandals!"
And now the old swindler was asking him for help again?
How could he have the nerve?
A lousy peace talisman, forced on him in the first place, and now he wanted to drag him into risking his life several more times!?
The more Jiang Wang thought about it, the angrier he got.
But if he turned around and walked away, then...
He still hadn't settled the earlier account!
The Outer Tower Realm was already within reach, and top-tier Daoist Arts at the Outer Tower level... he really did need those.
Twenty Origin Stones weren't a small sum, either...
Jiang Wang thought it over again and again, then went inside, leaning on his staff.
Damn it, who could have imagined that one fall on the streets of Linzi would land him in Soul-Severing Gorge?
Yu Beidou was the one who fell, yet I'm the one