"Alright, Cursed Yin… Master."
Xu Xiaoshou quickly composed himself, realizing it was a crucial time to use manpower, and he'd tease later.
He pointed at the tail connecting the two of them, assuming a serious expression for business: "Cursed Yin Treasure should have seen by now, this robbing path is not essentially for saving people."
"Hmph!" Little Cursed Yin scowled but didn't bother to haggle over these trivial titles with this guy, "Robbing path."
"Indeed, it is precisely robbing path."
Entering the Venerable Extreme Slash Space, respect was for the fame laid down by the Ancestral God before his life, but should Xu Xiaoshou desire, he could force his way.
He didn't do so, showing Cursed Yin a bit of face:
"Time is of the essence, Cursed Yin Treasure, you still have some Phantom Swords Technique left, I must first plunder a bit to know, in order to formulate the next plan of action."
