Everyone looked over and saw that the Demon Lord was watching, the young master of the Heavenly Mystery Sect was watching, and the popular prodigy Song Siyao was also coldly watching them with his sword in hand.
The presence of Venerable Yun Chuan atop the Cloud Palace made even their voices lower.
The Venerable Pillow Sleeper and the Dragon Clan's Pill Saint, what a grand entourage!
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The cultivators who came from the Guilin Mountain incident alone kept Song Tingwan busy for two days.
With more and more treasures and spirit stones in their storage space, it was time for them to leave.
Wu Ling didn't leave.
After listening to Yan Shanjun's hint, he decided to go with Song Tingwan and the others to look for clues.
"But if we don't infiltrate Wutong Mountain, how can we collect evidence?"
The night was cool.
Outside the campsite, on the edge of the cliff, a crescent moon hung high, and a cool breeze blew.
They decided to leave tomorrow.
Ghostly energy condensed around the sandalwood table, and he frowned as he spoke.
Song Tingwan had just sat down and taken a sip of tea when she heard this and said lazily, "Who said we're not going in?"
Wu Ling and Baili Xijiang were taken aback.
"...Didn't you promise Sect Leader Yan?"
The ghostly aura flickered twice. According to Lord Yan, the situation inside Wutong Mountain was dangerous and complex, and who knew how many high-level ghost cultivator puppets were waiting for them.
It would be very dangerous to go in.
"What my sister promised was that we wouldn't go in rashly or without preparation," Song Siyao said slowly as she refilled her cup with tea.
Song Tingwan gave her younger sister an approving look.
Shen Zhuochuan sat to the side drinking tea, but smiled without saying a word.
Qin Xi stood aside and mocked Baili Xijiang's surprised expression, laughing at him mercilessly for being foolish.
Wanqiji didn't understand what this meant at the time, but he guessed that Wan'er wouldn't give up on entering Wutong Mountain.
They assumed she was just being polite to Lord Yan.
Wanqiji silently drank his tea, thankfully not as surprised as Baili, otherwise he, the Demon Lord, would have looked foolish.
"We must heed Lord Yan's kind advice. So let's go to the outskirts of Wutong Mountain first, and find out the situation of the surrounding area and the strange fire before we discuss it further."
If she can think of a way, she will go in; if she is helpless, she will still listen to Yan Shanjun and not go into Wutong Mountain.
They all only have one life. Even Wu Ling, who wanted to avenge his father and himself, valued life more than hatred.
They exchanged a silent glance and reached a consensus.
Knowing Wan'er's plan, Wu Ling returned the mark to her wrist with peace of mind.
"We'll set off tomorrow. We'll conceal our appearance along the way to avoid alerting the enemy."
Song Tingwan reminded her.
Their group was too conspicuous and eye-catching.
We still need to conduct our investigation discreetly.
Qin Xi pursed her lips and remained silent.
Baili Xijiang asked Song Tingwan if she could still provide free medical services along the way, but was temporarily refused.
Song Siyao felt sorry for her older sister who had been working hard all day and asked her if she wanted to rest.
Shen Zhuochuan smiled faintly and looked at Song Tingwan for a long while.
She was surrounded by her younger sister, apprentices, and friends, all chattering and making a lively scene.
His company seemed somewhat...unimportant.
Should I leave?
But I was also a little worried about her.
Song Tingwan noticed his burning, reluctant gaze and looked up at him.
She smiled gently at him, her eyes crinkling.
"What's wrong?" she asked gently.
Song Siyao and Baili Xijiang both looked over.
"What's wrong, Uncle?" Baili Xijiang asked ingratiatingly as he poured tea for his uncle.
Could it be that he was so stupid that he made his uncle laugh again?
Even Wu Ling didn't guess what her master meant!
I hope they won't use teaching him to practice shooting as an excuse to beat him up again!
No!
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