403: The Seven Heroes End

Xu Sanyan paused at the words, then fell into thought.

With Lin Fan's luck, perhaps there was another turning point in this matter, and it might really be worth checking out, but he had to be ready to retreat at any time, because Lin Fan's good luck might not favor him.

"It's fine to go take a look, but we need to stay far away. If the situation isn't right, we can quickly escape."

Lin Fan's face lit up with joy, and he quickly cupped his fists, "Many thanks, Big Brother!"

Li Hai's eyes darted, feeling somewhat unwilling in his heart, and he declined, "Since that's the case, this old man will take his leave of you two first."

This old fellow, seeing that the two of them were actively seeking death, refused to go with them no matter what.

Xu Sanyan's gaze swept over, and he curled his lips into a smile that wasn't a smile, "Hehe, Manager Li, it's better if you come with us. If there's danger, we can look out for each other, don't you think?"

Li Hai looked at the white light emanating from Xu Sanyan's palm and dared not utter another word of dissent. Otherwise, if a palm strike came down, he would be utterly unable to resist. He could only nod very reluctantly,

"Then this old man will risk his life to accompany a gentleman, but this old man would like to add one more thing: the Zuoqiu Clan is no weaker than any other force in Luan Yun Mountain. You two still need to think thrice before acting."

"Don't worry, I won't joke with my own life either," Xu Sanyan comforted him.

The reason he wanted to go was based on two considerations:

Firstly, because of Lin Fan. This child was born with good luck, and his fortune was so prosperous that others could hardly compare. Since he wanted to go, there probably wouldn't be too much danger, and perhaps there might even be an Opportunity.

Secondly, he wasn't too worried about his own safety. With his current strength, as long as he didn't encounter someone in the He Dao Realm, there would be no danger. Even if he unfortunately did, he was confident he could escape.

When the Grand Elder and Chen Yunzi exchanged blows earlier, he had also observed from the side. Although the two of them displayed extraordinary might, a thought always surfaced in his mind:

It seemed... that was all there was to it?

At that time, Chen Yunzi had merely struck casually, but Xu Sanyan had also merely thrust his halberd casually; his full strength had not even been unleashed by thirty percent.

If he were to go all out, it was still unknown who would win or lose.

What if it was the He Dao Realm?

Since he began his cultivation, Opportunities had been constant, and he had heaven and earth treasures by his side, with the system's assistance. His strength had long surpassed those of the same realm by an unknown margin, and he was not afraid of fighting above his level!

Li Hai, with a worried expression, fumbled in his embrace and pulled out three crumpled pieces of skin, "Please wear these, you two, to conceal your identities."

Xu Sanyan spread it out and shook it, a complete layer of human skin fluttering. He pondered, "This is... the White Dragon Temple's leather armor?"

He had seen this item before. When pursuing the Gan Country, a temple had been conveniently destroyed by the Gan Country, and this item was produced by that temple.

Besides changing one's appearance, this item also possessed a certain degree of defensive capability, though its effect was generally mediocre.

Li Hai nodded, "Indeed, Fellow Daoist has good insight, it is indeed leather armor. Hurry and put it on."

Xu Sanyan nodded slightly, took off his clothes, and put it on. After a slight adjustment, he seemed like a different person; the handsome young man had transformed into an effeminate Young Master.

Lin Fan felt repulsed, but since Xu Sanyan had changed, he couldn't say much and had to put it on.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

With that, the three of them swiftly flew off.

Above Huai Lake, a bamboo boat drifted on the lake. The two women lay on the boat, unable to move, but their eyes still glared fiercely at the two men.

The young man was sprawled at the bow of the boat like a dead dog, his life unknown.

The child cried loudly in the head steward's arms, but no one paid him any mind.

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures appeared on the distant shore, forming a semicircle that subtly surrounded the bamboo boat. Both sides looked at each other, and for a moment, no one spoke.