Now, this demon beast cub has actually become a Demon King...
But considering Lu Changsheng's current status, having several children forming Cores and raising the Nine Netherhound as a Third Rank spiritual pet seems normal; he has the financial means and resources.
"What's your plan next? White Tiger Mountain is not sufficient for you now. If you return, I can find you an excellent Spiritual Vein Dojo."
Lu Changsheng could tell that his old friend was not like other False Core Cultivators, who could enjoy a lifespan of three hundred years.
Living up to two hundred and fifty years would be considered having a good way of nurturing health.
"Forget it; there aren't many acquaintances if I go back. Let it be, especially since the Supreme Elder has already submitted to the Great Dream City Master; we might also move to Jiang Country."
Li Feiyu drank heartily, without plans of returning or building family forces, and did not want to trouble his friend.
