"I can no longer use it." Fan Zhuolang shook his head. "How could a cultivation method like this have no aftereffects? Using it consumes a great deal of essence blood and shortens your lifespan. I can no longer bear the cost. I imagine none of us old fellows who have lived for ten thousand years can. Oh, you should still be able to, so count yourself in. As for the other two, I already have people in mind: Wu Xuancang and Xuanyuan Xing. Whether it will work, we'll see when the time comes."
"Hmph, I don't think those three have much hope." Zuo Qiu Shu snorted coldly. "The three of you trusted one another back then. What about them? Forget it. Don't waste your effort. You'd be better off thinking of another way."
"It's still an option. We can try it if we get the chance. What if it succeeds?" Fan Zhuolang said.
Zuo Qiu Shu merely sneered and said nothing more.
She had very little faith in it. Success was essentially impossible.
"I don't think it's very likely either," Huo Lian said.
He was very interested in Fan Zhuolang's Combined Strike Method, but having him join forces with others was impossible.
He would offer no judgment on whether others could do it, but he would never trust anyone else.
As Zuo Qiu Shu had said, a Combined Strike Method like this depended chiefly on the coordination and trust between the three people.
For Huo Lian, he trusted only himself.
"If you're out, I'll simply choose someone else when the time comes." Fan Zhuolang smiled. "Even if it doesn't succeed, it can at least increase their strength somewhat when they join forces."
"It seems this cultivation method still isn't suited to me," Huo Lian sighed.
Huo Lian felt some regret.