An Ambitious Wick

The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth twitched. This Di Xin truly knew how to hand him a difficult problem. Did he not know what sort of reputation these two High Immortals had in the Jie Sect?

With no other choice, Lu Chuan stepped out, cupped his fists, and said with a smile, "The two Daoist masters possess vast divine abilities and profound magic power. What Feudal Lords Coalition? Before the two Daoist masters, they are nothing more than earthen chickens and tile dogs."

After hearing this, the two of them nodded, very much enjoying it.

"However, if too many people die or are injured, it will still harm the harmony of Heaven and be unfavorable to the two Daoist masters' cultivation."

Lu Chuan said, "So, hehe, leave these trifling matters to juniors like us. If we cannot take them down, it will not be too late to invite the two seniors to act then. Would that not make the two seniors' heaven-reaching abilities all the more apparent, and just happen to spread the two seniors' mighty names?"

After Lu Chuan's volley of flattery came crashing down, Lu Yue and Luo Xuan were quickly coaxed into good humor.

Lu Chuan let out a breath of relief. Luo Xuan, who played with fire, was still one thing, but Lu Yue, this Plague Immortal, was truly ridiculously formidable.

If he so much as casually moved his fingers and sent down a great plague, then forget the Feudal Lords Coalition's two million men—with a plague's power to spread, all living beings within several hundred li might very well be wiped out.

Originally, it had also been this fellow who had forced Shennong into having no choice but to intervene.

Moreover, this fellow's field of research was how to create plagues of even greater power,