The Dogs of the Past

Vastly Martial Nightwolf pondered for a moment before he silently nodded. "Since Brother Nine Nether is playing the peacemaker, it's all fine then. It's just a trivial Purple Diamond Alloy, something that doesn't enter my eyes, either."

Wondersky Nightwolf himself had no idea about the identity of Nine Nether Swordmeister. He was anxious after hearing the statement and shouted, "Why do you listen to outsider's words, Ancestor? That Purple Diamond Alloy can strengthen my bones and make them as strong as a Crossing Tribulation expert's. You… you must help me obtain it!"

"What a disgraceful brat!"

A cold glint flashed in Vastly Martial Nightwolf's eyes. Although feeling reluctant, he still slapped Wondersky's face, sending the youth several meters away before he slowly turned around and looked towards Moongazing Monarch City.