Fang Yong froze for a moment at Jiang Man's words.
Jiang Man had said "we."
He could not help asking, "Am I included too?"
Jiang Man patted Fang Yong on the shoulder. "Young Master Fang, we'll fight shoulder to shoulder."
Fang Yong: ""
There was really no need.
Still, Jiang Man's confidence put him considerably more at ease.
For now, the situation remained manageable, but there was another problem: the other side would strike as soon as they heard he had reached True Immortal great perfection.
"They're that aggressive." Jiang Man felt it was a pity.
From the look of things, the three million would not be easy to earn.
Then he could only ask his benefactor to put up with it.
"Just tell them about my late-stage True Immortal progress. Say I'll perfect one aspect each year," Jiang Man said.
Fang Yong nodded.
But he still asked, "Won't there be a problem? What if they still think this is dangerously fast and act ahead of time?"
Jiang Man shook his head. "If they really had that kind of courage, why would they wait outside? They must be waiting for a good opportunity."
But Jiang Man had no way of knowing what opportunity they were waiting for.
In all likelihood, it had something to do with the Great Evil God.
Perhaps something would happen in a few years or a dozen years, giving the three Heavenly Immortals an opportunity to attack the Wuyun Sect.
So he still had to raise his cultivation as quickly as possible.
Although he would certainly draw attention after becoming a Heavenly Immortal, he might die if he did not advance.
This was a road with no turning back, and one every Heavenly Pride had to walk.
As a Heavenly Pride, he had to face these