“Amitabha…” At this moment, following a chant, Fahui came along with a khakkara in his hand. His expression was devoid of happiness and sorrow. He strolled over like he was idly sauntering in a courtyard. [1]

In the wake of each of his steps, all the wilted lotus leaves parted one by one. He didn’t extend his hand to push aside the swath of lotus leaves, but they directly made a path. Fahui walked straight before everyone. His eyes flashed with a vigorous glint, and he glanced deeply at the Heavenmend Stone. He recited a chant, “Amitabha… I never expected that such a legendary item would actually exist here.”

“Did you fire that arrow?” Xu Yangyi raised his head. Calmly, he asked the man in the sky with nigh callousness.

“And what of it?” the man stared blankly and sneered, “Do you even have the qualifications to lay a finger on such a marvelous treasure as the commander of a trifling A-rank legion?”

“It is a sin to hold this delusion.” Like he was looking at a dead man, he eyed Xu Yangyi. “You should rejoice. Fortunately, you didn’t get the Heavenmend Stone, otherwise, you would already be dead.”

Xu Yangyi nodded, not wasting a further word. His hand moved into his pocket, and he closed his eyes and began to meditate. At this moment… no one could act rashly!...