Folding the Void, Blood Baleful Prison

"At the Mysterious Lady's request?"

"Yes."

"To lend me a hand?"

"Exactly."

Looking at Bai He's solemn face, Jiang Sheng finally laughed. Ye Wenshu had asked her to lend him a hand?

The moment she said it, Jiang Sheng knew Bai He was still Bai He. Even after a thousand years, her nature had hardly changed.

Perhaps Bai He had indeed met Ye Wenshu, but she certainly knew nothing of the unspoken understanding between Jiang Sheng and Ye Wenshu.

What sort of person was Jiang Sheng?

And what sort of person was Ye Wenshu?

Both were proud. They might not show it openly, but each had a measure of arrogance and a backbone of steel.

Ye Wenshu had asked Jiang Sheng to retrieve Purple Extremity Adept's treasure because she was certain that, apart from herself, no one in the Three Realms Great Thousand World could handle it more reliably. Why would she send someone else to help him?

That would not be helping Jiang Sheng. It would be putting pressure on him, mocking him for lacking the strength to do it alone.

Besides, neither Purple Extremity Adept nor that treasure imbued with the aura of merit amounted to much for Jiang Sheng or Ye Wenshu. With their cultivation and standing, what could they not obtain?

Even several more Purple Extremity Adepts would hardly trouble Ye Wenshu.

This was simply another way for Ye Wenshu to deepen her ties with Jiang Sheng. Just as Jiang Sheng had sent his disciples to borrow rare treasures from her when building Little Penglai, she had asked him to fetch an item after helping him find his two disciples.

Calling in a favor?

It was merely an unspoken understanding between the Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect and the Heavenly Court. Immortal Deities and gods were family,