Halfway through her words, Li Piaoyue paused to think, then continued:
"You two should hurry and regulate your breathing, stabilize your injuries. Once the Lightning Tribulation ends, we must bring that Fire Flood Dragon's body back. We have paid so much on this journey; we absolutely cannot return empty-handed."
"If possible... if possible, Senior Brother Su's remains and belongings should also be brought back to the sect, so his soul may return to his homeland."
At that moment, Li Piaoyue's emotions were especially complicated. Though she had always been cool and detached, her eyes could not help but grow moist.
The Eastern Sea cultivators, meanwhile, all stood rooted to the spot, filled with endless sighs.
The complicated looks in their eyes had vanished without a trace, leaving behind only boundless respect.
Feeling wave after wave of terrifying heavenly lightning ahead, even Li Wanji could not help but be moved.
Thinking of what Yan Dongsheng had done, the dissatisfaction in her heart toward him only deepened.
She immediately turned and spoke.
"Brother Yan, is this what you called acting for his own selfish interests? Do not measure a gentleman's heart with the heart of a petty man!"
The moment those words came out, several pairs of eyes fell upon Yan Dongsheng in unison.
They thought of how Su Shi'er had not hesitated to summon the Heavenly Tribulation to seek a sliver of survival for everyone, then thought of Yan Dongsheng's provocative words just moments ago.
Placed side by side, the contrast spoke for itself. No one said a word, but their eyes were filled with contempt.
Hearing Li Wanji's words, Yan Dongsheng's body trembled slightly. His face alternated between red and white, looking exceptionally ugly.
Especially under the gazes directed at him by the crowd, shame appeared on his face.
Yet