"We really stole the Bodhi Saint Tree from the Buddhist Sect and escaped safely?"
In a cave a certain distance from Tianli City, Zhang Xuan sat on the ground, panting heavily. At this moment, the disbelieving voice of the Frost Demon Lord rang in his ears.
Having experienced it firsthand, it still felt somewhat surreal.
After all, it was the Buddhist Holy Land that oppressed their Demon Sect, with the Buddha still present...
"Can qi luck be that powerful?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, the Frost Demon Lord continued muttering.
"Qi luck is indeed formidable, but it's not that magical..." Zhang Xuan explained.
Qi luck is very powerful, and it makes everything go smoothly, but it's not a life-protecting charm, nor a license to act recklessly.
"Then... how is it possible that we escaped?"
The Frost Demon Lord still couldn't believe it.
Zhang Xuan didn't answer directly but smiled slightly and asked, "Do you think... did Prince Yuanqing figure out who I was just now?"
