Luo Yunji rubbed his chin and muttered, "If only that one-armed old man were here!"
"What?" The people beside him hadn't caught his muttering.
"Nothing." Luo Yunji waved a hand. "Little Senior Brother is absorbing the blood energy, but the energy inside him can't reach a balance, so that's why it's so slow!"
"Now isn't the time for cultivation." Xiaobai looked at the Li Tribe warriors watching hungrily in the distance. They were observing from afar, waiting only to confirm that Zhang Xiaofan had no attention to spare before swarming up and chopping him to pieces.
Luo Yunji thought for a moment, then reached out and pushed Lu Xueqi.
Caught off guard by the shove, Lu Xueqi stumbled two steps forward. She turned back, frowning in confusion at the Luo brat behind her, her face full of displeasure.
"Don't you know how to call down lightning? Just strike Little Senior Brother with it!" Luo Yunji said to Lu Xueqi with an indifferent air.
"You want me to use the Divine Sword Thunder Command True Art while Xiaofan is cultivating... to strike him?" Lu Xueqi's brows drew even tighter. She studied Luo Yunji carefully, trying to read something from his face.
"Yeah! Last time at Thunder Marsh Sea, Little Senior Brother didn't get to go, or his body wouldn't be unable to absorb all this blood energy now. Getting zapped by heavenly lightning is really beneficial! The big fatty got shocked at Thunder Marsh Sea and felt great afterward!"
"Didn't you see how his skin is even better than Mistress's now? That all came from being struck by lightning! It's fine. Just strike him!"
After hearing Luo Yunji's words, everyone beside him instantly fell silent. The women noticed the effect on the skin; the men looked worried, feeling that Luo Yunji