Faced with Qi Ya's question, Qu Jianlei wanted to be vague about it.
However, as a Sword Cultivator, she possessed a stubbornness others lacked. She would probably not be easy to fool.
He gave a light cough. "This isn't a convenient time, and I can't give you a specific timeline."
Yet this answer did not surprise True Immortal Qi Ya.
She understood it clearly. What was she asking about? An opportunity left behind by a Great Venerable—how could ordinary people possibly lay a hand on something like that?
Only Zhenshan Fort, that fellow who failed to appreciate his blessings, could observe sword intent whenever he wished yet insist on entering the mortal world to muddle around.
Fine, it had been Ridge Lord Qu's suggestion, so there was nothing to say about that. But an opportunity from a Great Venerable was truly far too rare.
To say something improper, before First One spoke up, True Immortal Qi Ya had even suspected: Zhenshan Fort, are you messing with me?
But once Qu Jianlei spoke up to vouch for it, she was reassured instead. "I understand. It is ultimately a Great Venerable's blessing."
"You don't understand." Qu Jianlei shook his head. "It's hard to explain right now. You may gradually come to understand in the future."
"Fine, I don't understand." Qi Ya did not mind in the slightest. Such an astonishing opportunity was right before her eyes—what did a few remarks matter? After a brief pause, however, she still could not help asking, "Will it involve great danger?"
It could not be helped. It was like an alcoholic encountering aged fine wine—she simply could not restrain herself.
"If it were only danger, that would be easier to deal with," Qu Jianlei answered calmly. "There are other factors as well."
After pausing, he decided