Lu Yi smiled slightly, "Taoist friends, no need to be courteous, just do as before."
Upon hearing this, Wang Beifeng and the others had a somewhat peculiar expression. Lu Yi said it was so, but where would they dare to do the same?
Everyone chuckled, and Wang Beifeng spoke up, "Thanks to Taoist Lu just now. Otherwise, we might have all died here."
"Yes, many thanks to Taoist Lu," the cultivators thanked him repeatedly.
Lu Yi smiled, "Since we are traveling together, naturally I would not stand by and watch you die. I was also hoping to follow you to find the senior brothers and sisters of the White Cloud Sect."
Upon hearing this, many cultivators smiled.
Wang Beifeng spoke again, "Since Taoist Lu said so, shall we continue looking for the disciples of the White Cloud Sect?"
Lu Yi shook his head and spoke, "Just now, I gleaned some information from the Nascent Souls of those Black Water Flood Dragons."
