"Don't hesitate! Throw away the Hongmeng Purple Qi, now! Any later, Brother Red Cloud, and you really will die!"
"Strongly agree! Throw it away!"
"Throw it away!"
"Throw it away!"
Red Cloud's answer was a stone that stirred a thousand waves. The monsters in the group felt their hearts tighten, then offered the same urgent advice in a forceful chorus.
Who the hell didn't know that Kunpeng hunted Red Cloud down because of this Hongmeng Purple Qi?!
"What a joke! You lot, why throw away Hongmeng Purple Qi earned through your own abilities? Red Cloud, don't throw yours away! Name a price and transfer it to me! Spend another hundred million years of magic power to summon me to your side, and I'll beat Kunpeng black and blue for you! I can kill him, too!"
Yet, faced with the group's unanimous, anxious advice, Ancestral Dragon snorted and immediately tried to start doing business.
"Brother Ancestral Dragon, you're badass!"
"Nothing else to say but 666! We were too narrow-minded!"
"Right, Brother Red Cloud, Brother Ancestral Dragon's suggestion is an option, too. If you don't want to throw away the Hongmeng Purple Qi, give it to him! Maybe he'll become a saint before Hongjun!"
"Brother Ancestral Dragon really does play by his own rules!"
The monsters in the group froze. Only then did Sun Wukong, Fat Tiger, White Bone Demon, Red Boy, and the others realize how narrow their thinking had been. They couldn't help it-they had the mindset of the weak.
"Wait, why-why should I throw away the Hongmeng Purple Qi? And Senior Ancestral Dragon, how would you come help me beat Kunpeng? Would Kunpeng covet my Hongmeng Purple Qi? How would you get here? Aren't you already dead?"
Reading the conversation in the group, Red Cloud found even more questions