Given Jingliu's current condition, the Xianzhou could accommodate her... at most, they would add a few more "safeguards."
"...I have my own path."
Jingliu's voice was slightly cold.
Yueyu could not bring herself to say anything more.
Jingliu clearly felt that Yueyu had overstepped a little.
But... Yueyu truly wanted Jingliu to return to the Xianzhou.
It was, in a sense, a general's sense of responsibility.
The atmosphere turned cold for a moment.
"...Actually, over the years, I have vaguely found a possible opportunity to slay a god."
Jingliu took the initiative to ease the tension.
"But I have not yet found the most crucial thing. Once I find it, I will return to the Xianzhou and accept the judgment I deserve."
Yueyu and Feixiao exchanged a glance, neither knowing how to respond.
"...Ahem, let's talk about something else. Miss Jingliu, are you planning to revive... no, I should say summon Baiheng next?"
Feixiao changed the subject. She was curious, but it felt like... no, there was no need to feel it. Even if Jingliu explained it, they could not accomplish it here.
Besides... once they returned, they would simply have to see whether Jingliu could produce results.
If luck was against them, Feixiao suspected she might not live to see it.
...After all, The Hunt had pursued Abundance for so long, and now Jingliu claimed to have found a chance to slay a god. It was truly difficult to believe.
And Jingliu herself said there was not even the faintest sign of success yet. It would be bad if discussing it further sparked another conflict.
Everyone could still understand the current disagreement. It was best to leave it at that.
"...That is indeed my intention."
Jingliu nodded. "But before that..."
There was one deadly problem—being Mara-Struck.
And also...
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