In the forest, the two parties were confronting each other one mile apart.
The tall and dignified young man suppressed his Early-Stage Golden Core Cultivation and silently set up one Protection Array after another around himself, enclosing himself like an iron barrel.
"A fight is about to break out, I'd better be careful. If the aftermath damages my new outfit that cost thirty Low-Grade Spirit Stones, it would be a great loss."
After setting up ten Protection Arrays, the man thought for a while, feeling it was still not safe, and added three more.
"Now I'm ninety-nine percent sure I won't be exposed. Oh, where did my twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stone boots get scratched?"
"Damn it, if it weren't for Junior Sister Weimian's special instructions, I wouldn't have come to wait for this Jiang Yuebai, spending one hundred and thirty-eight Low-Grade Spirit Stones to dress up and give Heavenly Gang Peak some face."
