"Hehe, what powerful assistance does Fellow Daoist Qiang want?" Zhu Chenghe took a sip of wine and said. "Could it be that Fellow Daoist Qiang wishes to see a Golden Core cultivator from the Shanghua Sect of Xi Kingdom? Or perhaps a Golden Core cultivator from our Taiqing Sect of Meng Kingdom? Hmm, or a Golden Core cultivator from your country's Joyful Sect?"
"Not that!" Qiang Yuefeng said. "If they were involved, what share would be left for Qiang? I imagine Fellow Daoist Zhu, as the one in charge, might not be able to keep his seat steady either! But that place is, after all, a dangerous land. Even Nascent Soul cultivators could face danger there. The four of us do not have much certainty, do we?"
"Fellow Daoist Qiang worries too much!" Xie Zhiqian said with a smile. "Fellow Daoist Zhu has already discussed this with Xie. He has been to that place before and returned whole, though there are some areas within that cannot be passed without special items. To be frank, aside from the preparations Fellow Daoist has made, Xie has also prepared a few things over these past years. If even those preparations prove insufficient, we can simply return empty-handed. What could we possibly lose?"
"That is right, Fellow Daoist Qiang. Even Fellow Daoist Xie, with his early Golden Core cultivation, dares to give it a try. Why do you have so many misgivings? Could it be that you are not even the equal of a mere woman like me?" Chen Yi smiled, seizing the moment.
"Hehe, that place is one of the Ten Great Dangerous Lands of the Xiaoyu Continent, renowned far and wide for its ferocity. If Qiang had no reverence in his heart, I fear I could never have cultivated to this day!