This mysterious Vidyadhara also didn't notice the sympathetic look in March's eyes, and continued speaking in a low voice,
"Friend, the Xianzhou Alliance doesn't care about the well-being of short-lived species. They stubbornly forbid the glorious path toward longevity.
"My name is Lu Furong. This time I came to Starskiff Haven because I hoped to encounter someone fated like you and ascend the path of immortal longevity together with me."
Hearing Lu Furong's speech, Nero raised his head and looked at his pointed ears.
Although he felt that, as a Vidyadhara, the person in front of him actually had no need to stubbornly pursue the Path of Abundance, it was not impossible to understand.
After all, once molting rebirth happens, the person afterward is basically someone else.
It's not much different from dying.
He probably doesn't want anything to happen to himself, longs to avoid harm, and seeks the eternity of will and thought.
"So how about it, friend? Come with me to a place more suitable for discussing these matters." Lu Furong extended an invitation to Nero.
Nero raised his head and exchanged glances with his companions, then said, "Sure, let's go!"
Lu Furong nodded. "Let's set off. There are too many people here, it's not suitable to stay long."
After that, everyone followed Lu Furong as they walked along and arrived at a corner of a courtyard.
"We're here. This is the place," Lu Furong said.
Behind Lu Furong, there were also three people standing there, one Cloud Knight, and two others wearing clothes of different colors.
'By the way, why is there a Cloud Knight here...?'
"Whoa, so many people!" Nero's tone sounded slightly excited.
"What are you planning to do?" Stelle frowned and asked warily.
"Don't worry. With the Merciful Medicine King watching over us, I won't harm you," Lu Furong said.
Then this person revealed a faint smile, his tone becoming a bit more flamboyant as he spoke to everyone, "Let me introduce myself again."
"I am a 'Sower' of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. Earlier in Starskiff Haven it wasn't convenient to reveal my identity, but now I can tell you without worry."
Lu Furong clearly had no idea what the group standing in front of him actually did.
"The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus is an organization that honors the Merciful Medicine King as the true doctrine and rightful teaching. 'Sowers' is simply what we followers call ourselves.
"If you want to obtain the method of longevity, you must become a Sower. But to become one, you still need to go through a few small trials."
Nero narrowed his eyes and said with slight disdain, "Tsk. First you can't say things clearly, then you talk about obtaining the method of immortality, making it sound all mysterious. And in the end you're running a pyramid scheme here?"
Nero's complaint was hard to hold in, but the Nameless had extremely high professional composure and still managed to suppress their laughter.
After hearing Nero's words, the expression on Lu Furong's face also twitched slightly. However, he didn't lose his composure and continued speaking, "Uh... this green-headed friend..."
"Call me Nero." Nero interrupted Lu Furong.
"I am the Galactic Baseballer! My real name is Stelle, but you have to call me Galactic Baseballer. You can't call me anything else!" Stelle said.
Watching stelle start their performance, March raised a hand to cover her face and muttered softly, "That's about enough, okay!"
Lu Furong stood there awkwardly, his facial expression twitching slightly.
He felt that the people in front of him really had no self-awareness.
But it felt like he had even less.
What on earth possessed him to pick this group of people and bring them here?
Even so, since this trouble was caused by himself, he had to endure it no matter how bitter it was.
For a brief moment, Lu Furong hoped someone would let him finally be released from this suffering.
This Sower took a deep breath, then slowly let it out. He was trying hard to calm his mood and relax his tightly stretched nerves.
Then he put on a new smile and said again,
"Nero, Galactic Baseballer... and all of you friends, please forgive me."
"As the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus gradually grow stronger, they have also attracted the attention of those followers of the Demon-Bow. If we weren't this cautious, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Nero blinked twice. Thinking about the power Lan had sent him, he suddenly felt a bit indignant on Lan's behalf.
'Demon-Bow?'
'How dare you talk about my Brother Lan like that?'
Of course, the steady Nero wouldn't easily expose himself. He merely decided that when the time came to make a move later, he would strike a little harder.
The revenge of the Hunt will eventually arrive. My slap will be your impending disaster.
Because he was wearing a hood, Nero's expression and gaze, which had changed because of his thoughts, were all hidden. Lu Furong naturally found it difficult to notice anything on that side.
What's more, for Lu Furong at this moment, he genuinely felt from the bottom of his heart that the dumb expression of that green-headed fish matched perfectly with Nero's behavior earlier.
That Nero definitely wasn't pretending.
He should look like this.
His expression absolutely had to be this foolish.
Otherwise, he really couldn't understand what kind of person could make such a strange, meaningless, yet excessively emphasized performance like the one just now.
"So... why is there a Cloud Knight over there? You guys are pretty bold!" Stelle pointed at the Cloud Knight behind Lu Furong and asked.
Lu Furong chuckled twice. "Haha, no need to worry about that Cloud Knight. Just like you, he is undergoing a trial."
"Oh." Stelle nodded thoughtfully. "So the bold one isn't you guys, it's that Cloud Knight."
"So, what kind of trial do we have to accept?" Nero asked.
"'All who seek shall obtain.' The Merciful Medicine King is broad-minded and will never easily reject anyone's prayers."
"Therefore, the entrance trial of our Disciples of Sanctus Medicus won't make things too difficult for people." Lu Furong said with a smiling expression as he took a book out from his clothes.
"As long as you copy this volume of 'The Thousand-Handed Merciful Medicine King's Chapter of Salvation' five hundred times and let the brothers and sisters believe in your sincerity, you can become a Sower."