He Dazhi chose not to strike back, instead obeying Tian Buyi and returning to his fellow disciples.
When the Demon Sect disciples saw that, they all let out sighs of relief. Only then did they realize their hearts had been in their throats the whole time!
Nian Laoda's eyes bulged so hard they nearly popped out. "He's that powerful? How come I've never heard of someone like him before?"
Beside him, Wild Dog Daoist kept rolling his eyes, muttering inwardly, There's plenty you don't know!
After He Dazhi came back, his fellow disciples all crowded around him, laughing and chatting, and Little Fatty in particular tugged at his sleeve, grinning foolishly nonstop.
Even when Zhang Xiaofan handed He Dazhi his snacks, he did not seem reluctant.
He Dazhi took the oil-paper packet Zhang Xiaofan handed over and looked at him, somewhat puzzled.
"This can restore spiritual power! In a situation like this, it's better to be careful!" Zhang Xiaofan explained quietly.
No matter how quietly he spoke, the people around him were all cultivators. How could they not hear?
Tian Buyi's face twitched again.
When Sixth Senior Brother heard it, he was the first to reach out and snatch at it, and the other senior brothers also started grabbing.
"All you know how to do is steal mine!" He Dazhi was not happy when he saw that. Since Zhang Xiaofan had deliberately stated its effects, then this thing was definitely something he had never eaten before. And since it was made by Zhang Xiaofan, it was bound to taste excellent!
Ignoring the horseplay among the Big Bamboo Peak disciples, Tian Buyi and the other righteous path leaders all looked toward the Demon Sect's side. Today, the Demon Sect had not sent any particularly formidable figures; they were all young juniors,