"The town's empty now, but even with Chen Zui-Zui along, I still can't help worrying about you." Yet the Divine Dragon Temple needed him here. Its expansion had been moving faster and faster lately, and even with other Yonglu Mountain disciples helping, they were busy from dawn until dusk every day.
"Don't worry. It won't be just the three of us." Even if Wen Xu intended to take Xue Qingmu in as a pair of lone heroes, the others would never agree. This was a trial, not an arena for him to show off alone.
"...That's exactly what worries me." With so many people around, who knew what they might do? Wen Xu-Xu was only pretending to be blind, but a hidden arrow was hard to guard against. And Chen Zui-Zui was so straightforward. Sigh. He really had worried himself sick over this household.
Wen Xu reached out and patted Chunchou's shoulder. "Keep this up, and Chen Zui's stare will bore two holes in you."
Bian Chunchou snorted and glared back. "He would not!"
Chen Zui picked up his saber and pulled Wen Xu away. "Enough fussing. Just wait for us to come back victorious."
Wen Xu kept nothing about this trip secret. Anyone willing to enter the town could go with him; anyone unwilling could stay and help expand the Divine Dragon Temple. Some feared the changes to their bodies would worsen and chose to stay. Others believed fortune was found amid danger, and that Bitter Crossing Temple's trial could not possibly take their lives. Quite a few people came along.
Notably, Huang Youxi led the way this time. He had paid a hundred thousand Spirit Stones to leave the town, yet now he volunteered eagerly to guide them back in. He did not even ask why they wanted