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Zhang Chenglin turned around and asked Xiao Zhao, "Hey, why didn't you come with Leng?"
Leng had asked him to stay there to keep in touch, so that he could contact him immediately once there was any news. Zhaoling looked at Zhang Chenglin with some excitement; those Chiefs had always been the role models and goals for the juniors.
Some pursued, some were pulled away, some got distracted and then were pulled back again, while others even surpassed their predecessors. Everyone had a goal in their hearts; it was just a matter of whether they could persist.
Well, Xiao Zhao was definitely the most obedient one. Bu Luo, while keeping quiet, didn’t notice the excited junior beside him. He glanced at the door where Zhaoling was looking; Wei Wuyou was staring intently at him while holding a sword.
The two stared at each other. Wei Wuyou knew that the person before him was definitely stronger than himself, yet he felt no fear whatsoever. In Zhang Chenglin's eyes, he seemed to see a burning fighting spirit. The young man before him, clearly younger and weaker than himself, showed no signs of fear. Suddenly, he felt as if he had encountered someone he never wanted to remember.
Zhang Chenglin frowned slightly. Following his gaze, Zhaoling finally noticed Wei Wuyou standing at the door, along with Meng Jia who seemed to have just rushed over.
"Oh, that's Wei Wuyou, and that's Meng Jia," Zhaoling introduced. "They are from the Moon River Sect's Sishui Altar. Brother Zhang Chenglin is a Golden Core Stage High Leg."
As Zhaoling spoke, his mouth curved into a grin like a split-open tomato, as if he himself were a Golden Core Stage High Leg. He didn’t notice that Wei Wuyou had closed his eyes, forcing himself not to look at Zhang Chenglin.
"I'm good," Meng Jia greeted Zhang Chenglin. "Buqi said that all three families are cooperating now; I don't deny it."
"I'm very strong," Wei Wuyou whispered as he walked up to Zhang Chenglin. "I just defeated Bu Luo."
Zhang Chenglin politely replied, "I can clearly recognize my own strength."
But one day, he would surpass me.
Looking forward to it? Zhang Chenglin, without missing a beat, gracefully responded to Wei Wuyou's seemingly challenging question, as if he hadn't caught the provocation.
Wei Wuyou said nothing further and turned to leave. Meng Jia followed suit, after all, Wei Wuyou was also from the Ninth Underworld, and she wouldn't favor an outsider.
Zhaoling felt a bit awkward and scratched his head. Zhang Chenglin grabbed Zhaoling's leg and slowly pulled him down, saying, "I think that brother named Wei Wuyou, if nothing unexpected happens, might become a big High Leg."
"Is the Chief of the Paralytic Companions really that impressive?" Zhaoling asked, sounding a bit foolish.
Zhang Chenglin shook his head and didn't respond further. Zhaoling watched Wei Wuyou leave and realized he had another target to pursue starting tomorrow.
At this moment, Gu Yi and his companions had already left Wei City. Jie Donglai was rushing towards Meixian, and then to Jincheng; it seemed that Jie Donglai's journey would not be easy.
Earlier there had been a horseman and a couple; now there was another horseman and a couple—quite the Drunkard combination. It was indeed strange.
Why did they deceive Zhuang Zhixian? Gu asked. The two of them—a scholar and a bearded Drunkard—were unlikely to establish a foundation. Even Liu Lao Jiu's Qi Refinement at the ninth level raised doubts.
"I don't deny it," said Pure World Fox. "It should be at the Foundation Establishment Stage." Liu Lao Jiu sipped his drink while leaning against the carriage.
Gu shook his head. Previously, it owed him once; now it was already quite enough. It wouldn't come again.
"Then there's nothing to be done. I'll just have to figure it out myself; otherwise, I can't even find someone to help." Liu Lao Jiu appeared indifferent.
But how would the plan be executed? Although Gu maintained his composure, he had already reached his limit; no one could tell when that limit would be reached.
"I really think that plan devised by Zhuang Zhixian will work," Liu Lao Jiu retorted.
Could it be that he was the only hope for Dong Lai? "I don't deny it," Gu said, looking at Liu Lao Jiu. Despair overflowed from his eyes, yet Liu Lao Jiu sensed Gu's determination to survive, a resolve he had felt from no one else before.
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