For Qinghezi, whose lifespan was already nearing its limit, cultivation resources no longer mattered much.
But Wan Quan naturally could not accept wasting away like this. He wanted to make one last push and see whether he could break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
The Thousand Blades Gang had seized on Wan Quan’s desire, offering him resources for his breakthrough and even a position within the gang.
Otherwise, Wan Quan would never have devoted himself so completely to serving the Thousand Blades Gang.
"All right, head back first."
"Let me know right away if you hear anything."
"I need to return to the gang and tell the boss about this."
Zhuo Feng grinned.
The Sunflame Daoist Grounds' planned retreat was a rare opportunity for them.
After all, with the General's Mansion in the city, there were limits to how far they could go.
But outside Martial Might Commandery City, things were different.
They could do whatever they wanted.
They could torment their victims however they pleased!
"All right."
Wan Quan nodded, rose, and left the wooden house.
Not long afterward, Zhuo Feng also hurried away, heading back to the Thousand Blades Gang's headquarters.
Neither of them noticed the furtive figure pressed against a corner of the wall.
In fact, the moment Zhuo Feng came out, Lu Mian had been sorely tempted to ambush him from behind.
With his uncanny supernatural abilities and the advantage of striking first, he could definitely have killed the Thousand Blades Gang's third leader without a sound.
But making a move against Zhuo Feng would alert the others.
Killing one was not enough.
If he was going to kill them, he would kill the whole family!
No, the whole gang!
"Make sure you come tomorrow night."
Lu Mian smiled, his figure disappearing into the darkness.