Chen Shi walked out of the immortal palace holding the True Martial Evil-Slaying Sword, then suddenly said, "Wuyu, can you not report this matter to Despair Slope for now? I want to go to Taihua Qing Palace first and let them welcome Daoist Zhen Tian home."
The very purpose of Wen Wuyu's trip was to investigate the emergence of an immortal. Having now uncovered the truth, she would certainly report it to Despair Slope.
If Despair Slope came to handle the matter, Daoist Zhen Tian's corpse would hardly be preserved.
Wen Wuyu smiled and said, "You hold the True Martial Evil-Slaying Sword and could entirely cut me to death with a single sword. Why bother pleading?"
Chen Shi shook his head and said, "Didn't you say that when we were young, I was your only friend? I have no impression of any memories before my resurrection, but I think when I recover these memories, I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life because I killed a friend."
Wen Wuyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Fine, I won't report this to Despair Slope for now. But the young taoist priest will inevitably undergo evil transformation, and he cannot hold on much longer."
Chen Shi let out a breath. "Thank you."
Wen Wuyu stared at the True Martial Evil-Slaying Sword in his hand and said, "And this sword is far too baleful. The sword qi of this sword is the rays of light scattered among the split mountains. A slight touch would swallow half one's flesh. It's better to hand this sword over to my Despair Slope to be sealed away."
Chen Shi shook his head and said, "I promised him I would return this sword to Taihua Qing Palace."
Wen Wuyu hesitated for a moment,