"I have the heart of one who waits by a stump for a rabbit, and those daring rats of the Azure Dragon Association might very well intend to catch a turtle in a jar."
Qingxu took out a dull jade pendant from within his robe.
Qingzhou recognized this jade pendant—it was carved with an emergency communication array that could instantly transmit messages back to their sect. Now, the pendant had lost its luster, evidently having been used.
"Xuan Wen, my martial uncle, will soon arrive, by then, we shall see who is more skilled."
A rare solemn expression appeared on Qingxu's face. Although he always referred to the Azure Dragon Association as mere rats, Qingxu had to admit that they had the capability to take his life. Tian Bohu of the Divine Origin Realm had died at their hands, and though Qingxu, proud as he was, considered Tian Bohu's weak state in the Divine Origin Realm as nothing special, he could not deny that he was still only in the Innate Realm.