"Spit it out!" Tang Wei roared.
"Tsk tsk, rookies, don't be so impatient. The condition is simple: survive. If you can last a month here, I'll come back to pick you up."
"Survive for a month?"
"That's right, beautiful lady. You just need to survive... for one month. HAHAHAHA."
With that, Moo WuZheng's figure flickered, and he vanished.
A ghostly Body Technique and an incredibly punchable attitude.
Wang Meng stretched. "So, what's everyone's plan?"
Tang Wei waved his hand dismissively. "Do whatever you want." With that, he turned and left without a second glance.
Liangyuan had no intention of sticking with Li Tianyi and Mingren. "See you at the Cultivation Academy in a month."
The remaining four exchanged glances. Mingren shook his head, spreading his hands helplessly. "I guess the alliance our Ancestral Masters were hoping for isn't happening with this group."
