However, accidents always happen unexpectedly.
Two escape lights flashed across the sky.
Yu Xian lifted his straw hat and saw them land in the distance. He frowned because that was precisely where the blood pool was.
"Don't go courting death."
Yu Xian sighed and put the hat back on.
...
"Dad, are you sure there's the opportunity you mentioned here?"
A middle-aged cultivator with thick eyebrows and an upright appearance hesitated to ask the elderly person beside him, who was wearing a green robe and had a gloomy demeanor.
The elder snickered sinisterly, his gaze incessantly surveying the ground, as if taking in the sight of a peerless beauty, with unrestrainable drooling in his eyes.
"Fellow cultivator, you may be able to deceive others, but you can't deceive me. When you were flying above just now, did you notice anything different about this place compared to the surroundings?"
The middle-aged man shook his head: "It looks ordinary, I didn't see any difference."
