Thinking of this, You Zhen had initially breathed a sigh of relief, but upon realizing the village chief's true Realm was only Seventh Tier...
"What a fucking surprise."
To the south of the locust forest, Han Dong lowered his hand and turned to look at the tombstone, feeling somewhat bewildered.
"Do you think maybe we've been away from the land for too long, and the changes now are so vast that I feel I might need some time to adapt."
"I just calculated, if he were at the same Tier as me, without drawing my sword, I definitely wouldn't be his match."
"I wanted to help out, but now I don't even have a proper excuse to do so."
He stared at the tombstone for a long time, sensing the subtle change within that only he could perceive, and nodded slightly.
"You're right, Brother Qing wasn't looking for my gratitude anyway."
"A Seventh Tier Body Cultivator has emerged from Jinlan Mountain to resolve the crisis."
"They naturally have the ability to handle most matters themselves."
