If learning of the Desolate Ancient Continent and the Barbarian God Continent had been a completely unexpected gain,
then what Ji Yuan was most curious about, and most eager to know, was naturally why Mei Zhuang had invited him to the Sea Ruins.
"Master Mei said there was something you needed my help with, but I truly cannot imagine how someone with my meager cultivation—
could possibly be of help to you?"
After weighing his words, Ji Yuan asked tentatively.
Mei Zhuang, who had more or less returned to normal by now, snapped his fingers. With a crisp snap,
a Formation rose on its own and enveloped the entire island.
Ji Yuan instinctively surveyed his surroundings. After forcibly suppressing the urge to flee, he could only wait in silence for what would come next.
"Indeed, in the path of spells, there is little you can help me with. But in the path of body refinement—"
Mei Zhuang pondered for a moment. "Indeed, across the entire Abyssal Continent and Cangluo Continent, there is no body cultivator with a higher level of physical cultivation than yours."
"Those two continents cannot even produce a single body cultivator in the Sinew Tempering Realm."
So he had set his sights on my strength as a body cultivator.
Ji Yuan had considered that possibility before, but he had thought Mei Zhuang was more interested in his Zixiao Divine Thunder.
He had assumed Mei Zhuang wanted to use his Zixiao Divine Thunder for something.
Who would have thought he had actually valued Ji Yuan's identity as a body cultivator?
"A body cultivator... what does Master Mei need me to do?"
Ji Yuan pressed.
Mei Zhuang, who had been seated opposite him, slowly rose upon hearing this. With his hands clasped behind his back, he began pacing through