That night.
Ding Chen and the other five gathered in a tent.
"Li Sheng and Wang Pei are dead!" he said, looking at Chen Xian and the other five.
"Isn't it a good thing that they're dead?"
Wang Yan's eyes lit up. "Those two spoiled young masters had been targeting us all along. Now that they're dead, and Sun Zhaoheng is dead too, our chance to win merit and build careers has come!"
Qin Fei, Xue Qishan, and the other two nodded in agreement.
Ding Chen merely stared at Chen Xian without speaking.
He did not know how Sun Zhaoheng had died. He had heard that the Blood Wolf Emperor had killed him.
But Li Sheng and Wang Pei had not even gone onto the battlefield.
When the demons had reached the Ninth Battalion, those two cowards should have fled without a trace long ago. How could their personal belongings have been found in the southwest corner?
Facing Ding Chen's gaze, Chen Xian's lips curled up. "That's right. Only when they're dead will we have a chance to rise."
Ding Chen nodded inwardly. Other than Zhong Lian, who was still alive, nearly everyone who had targeted them had died in that battle.
It truly was a good thing for them.
After chatting for a while, the six lay down on the communal bed and began to rest.
Chen Xian summoned his panel and took a look:
Experience: 2,462,363 points
Over the course of last night, he had killed Sun Zhaoheng, Li Sheng, and a horde of demons, gaining 580,000 Experience Points.
His Experience Points kept piling up.
Yet he could only consume around 200,000 Experience Points each day. Any more, and signs of demonic deviation would appear.
Today, Chen Xian spent 200,000 to improve the Vajra Dragon Elephant