When Xiong Wei was utterly powerless to struggle and was dragged to the bottom of the Eight Treasure Merit Pool, the surface of the pool returned to calm.
Su Yuan stood quietly by the pool, waiting for the final result.
At this moment, he wasn't feeling particularly nervous.
Because ever since the pool water had entered Xiong Wei's mouth and nose, the battle already had no suspense.
Xiong Wei had lost.
The blood-colored great cloak wrapped around Xiong Wei was naturally something Su Yuan had made on a whim.
He saw through Xiong Wei's thirst for glory.
If this glory was turned into tangible medals or battle attire, Xiong Wei would certainly be very willing to accept it.
So, while Xiong Wei was fiercely fighting with Chen Nuoyi and other Night Watchers, Su Yuan hurriedly slaughtered several sheep-like Spirit Beasts from the canteen.
