"They brought it on themselves."
Chu Sheng shook his head and unfolded the Red-and-White Bone Bow. Two points of light, one red and one black, spiraled around its string. As he moved, a black-and-red arrow condensed into existence.
"Chu Sheng, that looks so damn cool!" The ghostly blue flames in Lu Guan's eye sockets flickered frantically.
"Zhu Qing said you can craft Sacrificial Items. Can I ask you to make some for me?!" Lu Guan's voice kept ringing in Chu Sheng's ears.
Chu Sheng gave him a puzzled look and frowned slightly.
"You took a mental attack, and you're still this lively?"
"A mental attack?" Lu Guan tapped his skull with a finger bone. "Doesn't that just confuse you for a bit?"
"Don't you go back to normal after a few dozen seconds?"
Hearing that, Chu Sheng took a deep breath.
When he had suffered a mental attack, he had been utterly exhausted, struggling to stay awake even as he fled.
The three Sequence Adepts they had killed earlier had been the same. Their condition had plummeted after his mental attack.
That was why they had been able to kill an entire convoy of Sequence Adepts so easily.
Yet this guy had taken a hit and was still bouncing around.
Lu Guan's voice continued ringing in his ears. Chu Sheng frowned. "Shut up!"
"Whatever you want to talk about can wait until we get back!"
"Fine." Lu Guan sighed in disappointment.
"If I'd known, I wouldn't have left my stuff in Zhu Qing's vehicle."
"I had seven supernatural materials. I carefully picked every one of them to bring along."
"If I could've carried more materials, I'd have struck it rich ages ago!"
Lu Guan muttered quietly to himself.
Meanwhile, An Xi, who stood at the front, looked at the weakened