Yunxiao was taken aback. Somewhat speechless, he said, "You must be the fellow disciple of that guy with the lion, right? You even said the same thing. Is your name rubbish as well? And are you from the Rubbish Sect? Well, I've never heard of that before."
Li Wenshi's face flickered as he bellowed, "You're digging your own grave, boy! Junior Sister, trap that beast! I'll come and help you deal with it once I've killed these two mice! I heard the Darkthunder's blood is a great tonic. Our cultivation base will surely increase significantly after we've consumed it!"
With a shy smile, Sun Xiumei darted through the woods as swiftly as a swallow, heading toward the Darkthunder. "I knew you have been waiting to taste the beast's blood for quite some time," she chuckled. "Now that Senior Brother Xu is dead, we can finally get what we want."
