Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Lord Yue's face, but a chilling intent to kill flickered in his eyes.
As soon as he gets the map, he'll kill Xiao Qiang at once!
However, he seemed sincere in saying: "In that case, I welcome you to join us."
The cold wind blew in, Xiao Qiang raised his head, staring at the pale face in front of him, his voice indifferent: "I think you've misunderstood one thing, a Nascent Soul Cultivator is indeed a great bait, but despite our focus on Dao and law, we are also cultivating our hearts. If you rely on external force to reach the Nascent Soul stage, how can you achieve the immortality?"
The wine glass in Lord Yue's hand suddenly dropped to the ground, and he said darkly: "Xiao Qiang, don't disrespect the wine."
Before his words fell, a sword light had already thrust toward his throat.
A spurt of blood!
The Swimming Dragon Sword had pierced Lord Yue's throat, strangely enough, no blood flowed from the wound.
