"Fellow Daoist Lu, would you care to join me in rooting out the evil cultivators?"
On this day, Zhu Er came to invite him in person.
"If you're willing to go with me, what do you think of dividing the spoils twenty-eighty?"
Zhu Er's terms were fair enough.
After all, he was a third-stage Qi Cultivator, and would certainly play the leading role against the evil cultivators.
Still, Lu Chang'sheng declined outright.
"Daoist Zhu Er, you'd be asking for my life—I'm barely at Qi Cultivation Stage One, and my techniques are pitifully few. If I join you, I'll likely only hold you back."
Lu Chang'sheng said with a bitter smile.
Seeing this, Zhu Er did not insist, but simply turned and left.
"After what happened last time, those evil cultivators are bound to hide as best they can. I've no idea what tricks Zhu Er might have for finding them!"
No matter what, since Zhu Er dared to go alone, he must be thoroughly prepared; Lu Chang'sheng could only wait in peace.
