After all, no matter how fine a divine weapon was, one had to be alive to use it. If one was dead, even nectar and jade dew would not be coveted.
"You dare—"
"He doesn't dare, but I do. It's an excellent idea indeed, worthy of a disciple of my Yonglu Mountain. I'll leave it to you when the time comes. Make sure Wang Jiwen's name stinks for ten thousand years in the Cultivation Realm... Can you do it?"
Bian Chunchou immediately patted his chest in assurance. "No problem, absolutely. Forget standing shoulder to shoulder with the Heaven-Shattering Divine Sword—even the most ordinary mid-grade spirit sword would have to call it boss in front of it."
Chen Zui glanced at Junior Brother Bian, thinking, This is plainly just the truth. Why did he make it sound so stirring and forceful? He looked up again at the gaunt artifact refiner, only to see that he had actually... charged straight down from the platform?!
"I'll kill you—"
Kill his Junior Brother Bian right in front of him? How could Chen Zui allow that? He immediately raised his blade to meet him. The spiritual-power clash stirred the lava into surging waves. If Divine Venerable Cheng Wei had not been suppressing it, the entire crater would likely have been submerged over and over again by now.
Wen Xu felt the scorching heat and found it difficult to imagine the pressure his master was enduring. He could not help wanting to speak, but his master merely shook his head at him. He could only swallow his words.
"Mist Mountain God Venerable said that Senior Brother Wei Zhou also entered Rongyuan City?" Wen Xu had already looked around just now, but Wei Zhou was nowhere to be seen.
"Him? He isn't here."
Wei Zhou had indeed