Wu Guangyu let go of his previous worries. After some thought, it made sense. He could tell at a glance that the guy that had come out was only at the Fourth Earthly Martial Stage at most. How could a weakling sully an Eighth Earthly Martial Stage cultivator who had a divine weapon like the Shapeless Whip?0

Could an ant sully an elephant?0

Of course not.1

So Wu Guangyu let go of his concerns and did not blame Feng Zhilin anymore. But there was one thing. The Wind and Divine clans were part of the same faction, so the stronger Feng Zhilin was, the more beneficial she was to him. Feng Zhilin initially had the great potential of becoming a superstrong cultivator, and she even had a chance to be on the same level as himself. It was a pity that she had missed this chance.0

It was an amazing opportunity to get both the Martial God Tombstone and the Seven Star Lord’s inheritance, yet it had been snatched away by an unknown figure. What a pity!0

Although Wu Guangyu did not speak, he mocked her in his heart. Other than Mother, it...0