"I'll form an alliance with you!"
As soon as Du Jiugong's voice fell, Earth Demon Elder spoke quickly.
Du Jiugong was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. "Excellent, fellow Daoist Earth Demon."
Wuchenzi's face darkened slightly.
He seemed very displeased by the alliance between the two.
"Blood Rakshasa King, how about we form an alliance too?" His gaze flickered as it fell on a blood-robed man who stood with his head bowed, holding a lantern. He asked tentatively, pretending to be casual.
"Heh, no need. I'm used to going it alone."
Blood Rakshasa King shook his head.
Rejected, Wuchenzi looked a little disappointed.
At the same time, a trace of wariness surfaced in his eyes. In his original impression, Blood Rakshasa King didn't seem to have this kind of personality. Yet for some reason, as soon as they entered the Nine Baleful Sect ruins, he had changed.
He had become cold and distant, showing no regard for others.
It seemed that, in Blood Rakshasa King's eyes, experts like them, who were at the eighth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm, had no value to exploit at all.
Wuchenzi found this very strange.
Any Nascent Soul Realm elder who had cultivated for hundreds of years was a shrewd old fox. They always put their own interests first and never pushed things too far.
He, Wuchenzi, was an eighth-layer Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, and he had a level-ten, early-stage Thunder-Glitter Spirit Falcon. Wasn't that strength worth drawing into an alliance?
Du Jiugong was also a little surprised. He watched Blood Rakshasa King with a smile. "Blood Rakshasa King, it must be lonely on your own. Why not join us?"
"I prefer keeping ghosts company."
Blood Rakshasa King smiled faintly.
His already pale face now seemed even more ghostly.
"Haha, you're even more of a