"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Xie Fangwei called out and landed in front of Du Bai.
"What? We haven't even left Welcoming Guest Island, and you're already planning to make a move?"
Du Bai stared coldly at Xie Fangwei, gripping his flying sword tightly.
If the Penglai Sect truly intended to play dirty, he could only risk his life! Still, Penglai's way of doing things should not be so despicable, should it?
"You jest, fellow cultivator."
Xie Fangwei shook his head. "Fellow cultivator, I came under Martial Uncle Mo's orders to convey a message. Martial Uncle Mo said that the Meng Family does not possess such great power. They do not call the shots in the Penglai Sect."
"So that was it!"
Du Bai naturally understood the meaning behind those words. Mo Yuan was telling him that if Du Bai joined the Penglai Sect, Mo Yuan would naturally look after him, and he would not need to fear the Meng Family's retaliation.
"Unfortunately... I have no fate with Penglai!"
Du Bai waved his hand and said to Xie Fangwei, "I originally intended to travel to Yingzhou and participate in the Yingzhou Dharma Assembly. I came to the Penglai Dharma Assembly this time merely to broaden my horizons and gain experience. Who would have thought that such a matter would arise? I am truly too ashamed to remain any longer."
"Yingzhou?"
Hearing this, Xie Fangwei could not say much else.
Penglai and Yingzhou were connected by common roots and as close as one family. Yet each sect had its own disciples. If someone who intended to join Yingzhou was snatched away by Penglai, neither side would look good if word got out.
"Since fellow cultivator intends to join Yingzhou, I should not make things difficult for you. However... Yingzhou is a long