"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse, Dao Brother. You and I still have to remain in the Shadow Crow Secret Realm for sixty years."
"If you have any needs later, it won't be too late to seek out this servant."
Ding Yuyan drew herself up and gave a courteous bow, assuming a pitiful, heartrending pose.
Hearing this, Wei Tu considered it briefly and did not refuse again.
Joining forces with this woman could, to a certain extent, mislead others and lower the vigilance of the cultivators outside. After all, cultivators who indulged in pleasure were mostly people with no grand ambitions.
"Thank you, Dao Brother." Seeing Wei Tu's attitude soften, Ding Yuyan's face brightened with delight. She stepped forward and began laying out bedding and meditation cushions for Wei Tu within the pavilion, doing what an inner wife ought to do.
"That female cultivator is blind. She doesn't know that I am the senior here. Instead, she went to curry favor with that mere Evil Qilin..." Seeing this, the scarred man occupying the pavilion's highest floor felt inexplicably displeased and thought to himself.
Setting cultivation aside.
In looks alone, he was countless times younger than Wei Tu, that "old man."
However, this was a time when they needed people, so it was not convenient for him to fall out with Wei Tu. After frowning, he suppressed this trace of desire and continued meditating.
"Once that Evil Qilin dies, that female cultivator will understand whom she ought to serve. That is the proper path."
Cold light flashed in the scarred man's eyes as he thought.
After several days of rest.
Seeing that the cultivators who entered the Shadow Crow Pagoda repeatedly returned with gains, the scarred man began to stir with impatience as well.
Those reckless cultivators had