Lü Wenhua watched Ren Shihao earnestly read the War God Complete Art, feeling sullen and unhappy. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhou Hen, Lü Jing, and Yu Ping. The three wore calm, composed expressions.
There seemed to be a trace of lingering confusion in Lü Jing's gaze toward Lü Wenhua.
Lü Wenhua froze for a moment, then instantly understood. Lü Jing did not care in the slightest that Li Qingxian had casually given away a cultivation art Above Beyond-Rank. The signal could not have been clearer.
The confusion in Lü Jing's eyes as he looked at him was like that of a well-fed, honest bear staring at a monkey that had outsmarted itself. Why would that monkey leave meat untouched and circle a cesspit instead?
Lü Wenhua's face reddened as he stared fixedly at Ren Shihao.
The moment that fellow finished learning it, he would definitely rush forward, snatch it over, and seriously study the War God Complete Art.
Just as he was thinking that, Li Qingxian casually tossed out another copy of the War God Complete Art and said, "Continue cultivating. I'm going inside to cultivate."
After speaking, Li Qingxian entered the mist and sat beneath the Flat Peach sapling.
Lü Wenhua hurriedly clutched the War God Complete Art and loudly chanted the sacred proclamation of Wang Lingguan, afraid Li Qingxian might not hear him.
Lü Jing and Zhou Hen exchanged a glance, then silently sat down and began cultivating where they were.
Yu Ping looked at the people seated on the ground. After some thought, he decided that while he might not be cut from that cloth, he was no fool either. He sat down and cultivated with them.
While the few of them cultivated inside, the other generals outside could no longer