Chapter 891: The Secret Of Immortal Dao (4)
Lu Jiansheng pulled the two fair-skinned, pretty girls aside and spoke to them in a hushed, urgent tone, instructing them to leave quickly.
“Senior Brother, I... I want to stay with you,” said Jianling, tears welling in her eyes. It was clear she had long harbored feelings for Lu Jiansheng and couldn’t bear to part from him.
Lu Jiansheng looked both frustrated and anxious. He leaned in and whispered more words into her ear.
Only then did Jianling nod, though her eyes brimmed with tears. “I’ll do as you say, but if anything happens to you... I won’t live on either.”
Then she turned to glare fiercely at Li Xiaofei, her voice trembling with rage. “If you dare harm Senior Brother Lu or the others, our Myriad Saints Immortal Sect will hunt you to the ends of the earth. Demon, you will not die peacefully!”
Li Xiaofei couldn't help but laugh in exasperation. She made it sound like he was some perverted villain from a cheap story. Still, he had to admit, while these Immortal Sect disciples looked down on ordinary mortals as if they were ants, their bonds with each other were genuine. This wasn’t some shallow, hollow brotherhood.
Snap.
Li Xiaofei responded with another snap of his fingers.
The five swords flew back into the hands of their rightful owners. Jianling and Jianxuan leaped into the air, turning into streaks of radiant light as they shot off into the sky. Lu Jiansheng and the other two remained behind.
Meanwhile, Xue Qing, who was half-dead and crumpled in a corner, watched the scene unfold, completely stunned.
Oh, come on. Really? So this is how it’s going to be?
They were all here for the same tribute collection. So why was he the only one to be crippled, with half his bones shattered, while these three clowns fought like madmen and walked away without a scratch?