Chen Changming had just flown to the entrance of the Ten Thousand Beast Garden when he saw Lin Mengxuan, whom he had not seen in days.
Lin Mengxuan looked as though he had only just recovered from a serious illness; his complexion was dreadful.
"Senior Brother Lin, you're hurt?"
Chen Changming asked in surprise.
Lin Mengxuan wore a grief-stricken expression as he sighed. "Junior Brother Chen, my last mission was to gather Seven Star Grass in Clear Creek Kingdom. I never expected to run into an ambush by Blood Demon Sect disciples there. I nearly died because of it, so I haven't come to find you these past few days."
"So that's what happened."
Seeing this, Chen Changming felt a surge of sympathy.
Lin Mengxuan really had it rough. He had merely gone to carry out a mission to gather Seven Star Grass, yet he had been injured by Blood Demon Sect disciples.
From the looks of it, he had nearly fallen in Clear Creek Kingdom.
Seven Star Grass was one of the supplementary ingredients for the Sky Spirit Pill. The sect's mission to gather it was actually quite simple, something most people could complete.
Yet Lin Mengxuan's luck had been so terrible that he had nearly perished.
"Damn it, I'd heard before that Blood Demon Sect disciples liked to launch sneak attacks on us Beast Taming Immortal Sect disciples. I never thought I'd run into it myself this time!"
Lin Mengxuan cursed indignantly.
"That is indeed the case."
Remembering his own experience at Boundary Layer Mountain, Chen Changming nodded in deep agreement.
As though trying to reclaim a shred of dignity, Lin Mengxuan gritted his teeth and said, "Still, our Beast Taming Immortal Sect is powerful, after all. Most of the time, we kill more Blood Demon Sect disciples