Leng Xuan was somewhat worried, fearing that those close to him might be implicated. If it were just him, it would be manageable; if he couldn't win, he could run away and find a place to undergo arduous cultivation for a few years before seeking revenge. However, in Baiyun City, he had many friends and women who were intimate with him. Should he leave, the Shanlan Sect might vent their anger on them, and that was not the outcome he wanted to see.
Touching his nose, Leng Xuan appeared rather helpless and thought that it seemed he absolutely had to enhance his strength as quickly as possible. Only by doing so could he do as he wished in this survival of the fittest world. Shaking his head, he waved his hand and channeled Spiritual Power to erase all the blood characters before leaping onto the factory's beams to bring Ning Xin'er, who had been staying up there, down.
