"A social gathering?"
Su Ye neither confirmed nor denied, taking a light sip of his Spirit Tea.
Seeing that he seemed interested, Xv Xiuping's attitude became even more enthusiastic as he explained in detail.
"Fellow Daoist Su Han."
"The front lines of the Narrow Sea are treacherous. It's not even uncommon for the high-and-mighty Crystalized Masters to be severely wounded or perish."
"Strictly speaking, for Foundation Establishment cultivators like you and me, our chances of survival on the Narrow Sea's front lines aren't much better than those of Qi Refining cultivators."
At this, Xv Xiuping gave a bitter laugh.
He certainly knew his place as an expendable. Su Ye gave him a mental thumbs-up.
In a small place, a Foundation Establishment cultivator could lord over others, practically an ancestor to a whole clan.
But in a war between superpowers like the Flame Alliance and the Candle Python Cave, they were nothing more than high-grade cannon fodder!
