After Zhao Yuanhong and the others left, everyone in the Goddess Clan leaped for joy.
"Wonderful!"
They had been holding back a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent it. Now, seeing Zhao Yuanhong able to leave only in fury, they felt indescribably satisfied and delighted.
"You should guard the Bitter Gold Flower and leave this place of trouble as soon as possible. Hmm... how about I escort you out of the outskirts of Qingqiu Desert, so Zhao Yuanhong and the others don't harbor thoughts of revenge?" Yang Chen said coldly.
Hearing this, the women were even more moved. Look at Yang Chen—he treated them so well.
Yang Chen merely intended to see the rescue through to the end and send the Buddha all the way to the Western Heaven. He truly had not thought that much about it.
However, the girl named Yu Menghen was exceptionally observant. She said gently, "Young Master Yang, you have helped us so much, yet we still don't know how to repay you. Come to think of it, you also seem to have come to Qingqiu Desert to complete a mission. Why don't we help you as well? If we work together, there is strength in numbers."
Yang Chen shook his head. "There is no need. This mission is suited for me to complete alone. I appreciate your kindness."
It was not that he did not want to bring them along. Rather, the inner regions were fraught with danger; it was not something that could be solved simply by having more people. Just like those beetles earlier—if their numbers had been any greater, even he could only have fled with these women.
He could escape by himself, but if he had to bring others along, would he not have to spend even more effort?