The three exchanged glances, nodded, and then lifted Huang Shaotian, turning to leave.
There was no longer any point in fighting, and besides, the three of them combined might not be able to defeat Yu Daohang.
Watching their retreating backs, Yu Daohang felt a surge of worry.
With Huang Shaotian so badly injured, Huang Yong would likely rush here, and then things would truly be dire.
Yu Daohang had already considered the consequences of killing Huang Shaotian.
A war between himself and the Corpse Raising Sect was inevitable. If Huang Yong were to arrive, he and Qiang Zi would be no match.
Therefore, he could only seek help from that person now.
After a brief farewell to the three of Hao Tian Quan, Yu Daohang walked alone on the street.
From time to time, people cast admiring glances his way.
Yu Daohang pulled out his phone, found a number, and dialed.
The call was answered immediately, and a male voice came through the phone: "Hello, why are you calling me today? Is there something you need my help with?"
Yu Daohang hesitated. To be honest, he wasn't sure if the other party would help, especially since they would be dealing with a Black List expert.
After a long pause, Yu Daohang finally spoke: "I need your help with something."
Liu Feng on the other end of the line didn't ask any questions and immediately said: "Tell me what you need me to do, just say it."
Yu Daohang explained that he had crippled Huang Shaotian.
Although Yu Daohang knew he and Liu Feng had a good relationship in the past, he didn't know how good.
As for Liu Feng's mention of Yu Daohang being his wife in the past, he didn't even need to think to know it was false. He was more inclined to believe he was his mother.
Liu Feng on the other end of the line said without hesitation: "Alright, I'll be right there."
After speaking, Liu Feng hung up the phone.
Yu Daohang hadn't expected Liu Feng to agree so readily.
Yu Daohang then called to ask Qiang Zi and the others which hotel they were staying at and headed towards it.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Yu Daohang had just looked around when he saw Qiang Zi stand up and wave in his direction.
Yu Daohang shook his head helplessly and walked over.
As soon as Yu Daohang arrived at the table and pulled out a chair to sit down, Su Lai said: "I told you, Master Yu can easily deal with those guys, and he might have even brought back a treasure."
Yu Daohang was speechless. He had wanted to complain for a long time, wondering if Su Lai's mouth was blessed, as he could always guess correctly with just a casual remark.
Seeing that Zhou Fu and the disciples from Su Lai's sect were not present, Yu Daohang asked with some confusion: "Hey, where are those brats?"
Da Hu sighed: "Don't mention it. As soon as they got their rooms, those four kids went to their rooms to cultivate."
Tomorrow was the official competition, and today they were adjusting their bodies to their optimal state, preparing for tomorrow's battle.
Yu Daohang shook his head helplessly. Watching these juniors prepare for the competition, he felt an inexplicable excitement.
"Eat up, or the food will get cold," Zhang Xiaoqiang said, picking up his chopsticks and putting a piece of meat into his mouth.
Seeing this, the others also started eating. Su Lai picked up a bottle of Hongxing Erguotou and poured wine into the cups of the three of them.
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his filled cup: "Come, let's have a toast."
Su Lai and Da Hu also raised their cups and looked at Yu Daohang, who hadn't yet picked up his.
Yu Daohang looked at the three of them, then helplessly picked up his cup, clinked it, and drank it down in one gulp.
"Hey, Master Yu, quickly tell us about your fight with Ning Lin," Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yu Daohang with a curious expression.
News of Yu Daohang's victory over Ning Lin was spreading like wildfire, and battles involving the Heaven Rank were rare opportunities.
Yu Daohang helplessly recounted the entire story, of course omitting the part about stealing the Qiankun Mirror and fusing the Ghost Horn.
Su Lai blurted out after listening: "Holy crap, Master Yu, you really struck gold!"
Yu Daohang didn't deny it. The Heaven Rank position was indeed a great windfall for him.
"By the way, where are those people from the Corpse Raising Sect? It looks like the three people following that kid are old hands," Zhang Xiaoqiang asked again.
Yu Daohang gave a mysterious smile, picked up the backpack beside his chair, and unzipped it, revealing a red skirt inside.
Su Lai's eyes widened as soon as he glanced at the contents of Yu Daohang's backpack: "Holy crap, is this, is this the Red Skirt?"
Da Hu and Zhang Xiaoqiang both turned their heads to look at the items in the backpack.
Although they couldn't see everything, the two were sure it was the Red Skirt.
"White clothes trap souls, red skirts lure life; this is a magic treasure of the Li family of Yin-Yang Masters!" Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't quite believe it.
Yu Daohang zipped up the backpack again, coughed, and with a proud expression, embellished his earlier heroic display.
Zhang Xiaoqiang put a piece of meat into his mouth and suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of this Red Skirt, it reminds me of something. I heard my senior brother mention that a magic treasure of the Heavenly Master Mansion was stolen a while ago."
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang said this, the food Yu Daohang had just put into his mouth almost came back up.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and the other two looked at Yu Daohang with confusion.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was even more perplexed: "Master Yu, are you that hungry?"