Yu Cheng, with a trace of a kind smile on his aged face, said, "As long as you have that in mind, I am satisfied. As for the Jiuyou Qi, it doesn't affect me much."
He raised his eyebrows, a subtle, indescribable sense of authority emanating from him, "I have dealt with Jiuyou Demons for 830 million years, slaying countless numbers of them. What can this bit of Jiuyou Qi do to me? On the contrary, it is you who should be careful. If this Jiuyou Qi harms you, the loss would outweigh the gain."
Feeling Yu Cheng's concern, Lu Yi's heart also warmed.
Seeing Yu Cheng's firm stance, he no longer said more.
Yu Cheng glanced at a somewhat nervous Yu Yuanwu and asked in a low voice, "This little guy, he's your child, Yu Xin?"
Yu Xin nodded, smiling, "Yes, Ancestor."
"Why is he here?"
Lu Yi chuckled, "Ancestor, I asked him to join me for the lecture."
