"Bastard, didn't you say there were only five at astral qi minor accomplishment? Why was there another one?"
In a cave somewhere in the Cloud Ridge Mountains, the Blood Lotus Cult group that had attacked the valley that day gathered.
Beside them lay a pile of special materials they had brought back, along with a corpse that had already gone cold.
Only one of them had died in the entire attack. Everyone else had suffered only minor injuries.
Smack!
The burly man swung his hand, leaving a bright red palm print on Zhu Yong's face. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Your intelligence got my brother killed, you bastard." The burly man was beside himself with rage.
"Blood Emissary, please calm down. I didn't know why Xu Yang was at astral qi minor accomplishment either. He has exceptional talent and nearly made the Ten Elites. He must have broken through after I left," Zhu Yong said, enduring the fierce pain as terror filled his eyes.
"Xu Yang?" Murderous intent erupted in the burly Blood Emissary's eyes. "I want him dead. He'll join my brother in the grave."
"No!"
"We can't stay here long. We've already alerted the Violet Sun Gate. Its hold over Qingyang City is too strong. If we stay, they'll find us sooner or later," said the man as thin as a bamboo pole.
"Zhang Sai, are you telling me how to do my job?" The burly Blood Emissary turned a vicious glare on the thin man.
His brother had died, and he wanted revenge. This had been no ordinary brother-in-arms, but his own flesh and blood.
Zhang Sai's expression darkened. "Li Shao, have you gone mad? I'm trying to save you. These materials are of great use to the cult. Escorting them back as quickly