"Besides, this is Mount Huqi, the territory of the Ghost King Sect of the Demon Sect. If we really do this, the Ghost King will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to profit. Someone could even die. Who knows? The cultivation world might be plunged into another storm of blood and slaughter!" Wu Dayi voiced his concerns again.
"Besides, no one would be willing to hand over their cultivation techniques, would they?" Zhang Xiaofan asked with a frown.
"This won't work, and that won't work either! Come back when you've gathered the techniques!" Luo Yunji said, feeling his head throb. He turned and ran out. A Monster Beast by the door hurried after him, tail wagging.
"Fourth Senior Brother, I'll leave this matter to you! I'm going to keep an eye on Little Junior Brother!" Seeing Luo Yunji run out of the Food Mansion, Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly turned to He Dazhi.
Wu Dayi waved him on, signaling for him to hurry.
Last time, they had let their guard down and left Luo Yunji unattended. He had nearly gotten himself and all five thousand soldiers killed.
The five thousand soldiers had been doing their usual tunnel-digging drills when Luo Yunji barged in and started fooling around. He caused the tunnel to collapse, burying himself and all the soldiers who were training inside. If He Dazhi hadn't asked the Ghost King for help, they really would have had to erect memorials for their Little Junior Brother and the soldiers. They wouldn't even have needed to collect the bodies; they could simply have put up a stone stele where the tunnel had collapsed. No digging or burial required.
After that incident, Wu Dayi and the others never dared to leave Luo Yunji alone again. No matter how busy the three of them were,