To Fang Yu, the cultivators from the Yin Luo Sect who had come to hunt down Han Li were nothing more than insignificant small fry. He could not be bothered to kill them himself.
Leaving them to Han Li was an excellent choice.
After all, whether in terms of divine abilities, strength, or identity, Han Li was well suited for it.
"Very well, I agree. However, I have one presumptuous request. If a late-Nascent Soul cultivator from the Yin Luo Sect takes action, I hope Brother Fang can help hold them off."
After hearing Fang Yu's instructions, Han Li agreed without much hesitation.
With Fang Yu as his backing, he could also rest easy about wiping out everyone from the Yin Luo Sect.
He did not take two or three Nascent Soul cultivators seriously at all. His only concern had been the Yin Luo Sect's pursuit and their late-Nascent Soul cultivators.
Now, Fang Yu's presence had completely eliminated that concern.
He believed that with Fang Yu's divine abilities and strength, he could easily suppress the entire Yin Luo Sect.
Moreover, Fang Yu would not go back on his word.
"Of course. If a late-Nascent Soul cultivator from the Yin Luo Sect acts, I'll either block them for you or kill them."
Fang Yu's calm, indifferent tone reassured Han Li, while also making him regard Fang Yu with even greater awe.
"By the way, could the person inside that bamboo tube be Great Development Divine Lord, the founding patriarch of the Thousand Bamboo Sect from the Far Western Lands?"
Fang Yu's gaze fell upon the bamboo tube behind Han Li, and he asked with a smile.
"As expected, I could not hide it from Brother Fang. It is indeed Senior Great Development Divine Lord. He hopes that I can help him