"Junior Sister Mu, you knew long ago, didn't you?"
Lin Ruoxue's lips moved slightly, and she immediately sent a voice transmission to Mu Chengxue to ask.
The latter did not speak, merely giving a faint nod.
Lin Ruoxue transmitted again, "Hmph! Junior Sister and this fellow truly are on good terms."
With a soft snort, Lin Ruoxue immediately withdrew her scrutinizing gaze.
"However! How precious is Breathing Soil? Is this fellow truly willing to take it out?"
Su Shi'er calmly met everyone's gazes.
His face was as pale as paper, and the corners of his mouth still held dark-red traces of blood.
Yet his eyes were as calm as ever.
"What sort of person Su is, I imagine most fellow daoists present should have heard something of it.
"In this situation, it is even less the time for jokes! Is it not?"
A single simple sentence, once spoken, made everyone in the field's breathing catch at the same time.
The people who could come here, if not all of them, then eight or nine out of ten had also hurried over through the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land.
And Su Shi'er was already famous in both Azure Star and the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land.
What sort of person he was, most cultivators had long since heard.
To say nothing of the battle just now, which everyone had seen with their own eyes.
On this matter, Su Shi'er truly had no reason to make wild claims with a forked tongue.
"Fellow Daoist Su, you... I truly never imagined you would have such a trump card?"
Feng Jianxing's figure flickered, arriving before Su Shi'er.
His resonant voice rang out. His gaze swept up and down over Su Shi'er, sizing him up, and the look in his eyes as he regarded Su Shi'er gained