Ye Yu looked toward the speaker. The man was broad and burly, dressed in the robes of some sect, with cultivation at the Nascent Soul Late Stage.
Hearing this, Ye Xuan patted the man on the shoulder and said, "We are away from home, and this journey leads to a dangerous place. Our cultivation is already rather weak, so we should look after one another. If it were you, you would also hope to have some like-minded friends."
His words were heartfelt and moving, making the burly man who had previously rebuked Ye Yu lower his head in shame.
"Worthy of being Elder Ren's personal disciple. Such breadth of heart is truly admirable."
"I have learned much. If the disciples of those great sects were all like Brother Ye, there would surely be far fewer disputes."
Ye Xuan smiled modestly, though a trace of arrogance flashed through his eyes.
The disturbance here caught Liu Qi's attention. Seeing Ye Yu facing Ye Xuan, he was about to come over, but Ye Yu signaled for him not to.
"In that case, I'll join you," Ye Yu said with a grin.
His tone was far from friendly. The group behind Ye Xuan immediately darkened their faces, but Ye Xuan did not care in the slightest.
In his eyes, these people were nothing but cannon fodder. If Ren Xiaoyao had not told him that the Purple Firmament Sword Tomb was exceedingly dangerous, he would never have brought them inside.
After settling the arrangement, Ye Xuan returned to Ren Xiaoyao's side.
As Ren Xiaoyao chatted with Gu Yue, his gaze swept through the crowd. He knew Ye Yu was the Zi Xiao Holy Son. With the Purple Firmament Sword Tomb opening, how could he possibly fail to come? Yet at present, Ren Xiaoyao truly did