"So, you're only keeping her alive. Hurry up and leave the Sword Sect."
"Otherwise, when the time comes, you won't be able to escape."
The red-dressed demoness yawned lightly. "Give me the Divine Fish, and I'll take you back to my Fengyue Sect. Once there, I will surely cultivate you with great care."
"Normally, anyone would make that choice, wouldn't they?"
This time, Mu Lanxue was even clearer than when she spoke at the Holy Land.
Upon hearing this, Wang Mu was stunned. He glanced at Yan Qingwu.
Is it really that serious?
Wang Mu couldn't feel it himself; there was no such atmosphere of impending doom at the Sect.
Maybe it's because I'm too low in position, too weak in strength to sense it...
Wang Mu looked at Yan Qingwu, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"If you don't believe it, why don't you ask Elder Yan by your side?" the red-dressed demoness chuckled. "She is someone who never lies, with a very steadfast Taoist Heart."
