One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Li Wangchuan stood firmly amidst the void, and at this moment, he sensed movement and looked toward the left.

A streak of golden light sped toward him.

It exploded in front of Li Wangchuan, and from within it, an old crone who looked to be in her seventies or eighties stepped out.

The old crone had white hair and carried a dragon-headed cane, her back slightly hunched, but her eyes were bright and her expression stern, deterring others from meeting her gaze. Her name was Shang Qingqiu, and like Li Wangchuan, she was a character of supreme standing within the influential families.

"Is it just the two of us who have managed to arrive in time?" Shang Qingqiu asked, somewhat surprised to see Li Wangchuan. "What about Yuan Fu, Wu Cuicheng, and Heng Qinri? Were they intercepted by people from Hundred Buddha Temple?"

"It seems likely." Li Wangchuan nodded, his face grim.

"These fools who are good for nothing but causing trouble!" Shang Qingqiu cursed directly. "Li, relying on just the two of us to break the military formation at Skull Plain seems highly unlikely. Not to mention that Jialan Gunna and Bogavant from the future are both top-notch masters, not to be underestimated."

"Of course I understand that, and another thing, can you stop calling me ’little brother’?" Li Wangchuan said helplessly. "I’m over three hundred years old for crying out loud, can’t you give me some respect?"

"I got it, I got it." Shang Qingqiu said casually. "But let’s talk about the pressing matter at hand."