"Cult Leader, you are the leader of a sect. How can you act rashly?" Yin Lingzi urged.
Di Nüfeng said solemnly, "Li Xuanxiao asked me to go with him, so why shouldn't I?"
"Cult Leader, he is a Shushan Disciple. I fear he cannot be trusted."
Di Nüfeng said with utter confidence, "Li Xuanxiao won't lie to me."
Yin Lingzi felt rather helpless.
Even he thought Di Nüfeng was easy to fool.
But he had never seen anyone quite this easy to fool.
"You handle the matters within the cult for now."
After saying that, Di Nüfeng braced both hands on the throne's armrests, sprang up at once, and jumped to the ground.
Yin Lingzi could only acknowledge the order.
"..."
After leaving the Hall of Baleful Intent, Di Nüfeng and Li Xuanxiao walked through Yellow Sand Valley.
"Li Xuanxiao, where are we going?" Di Nüfeng asked.
Li Xuanxiao suddenly recalled that beautiful man who had looked at him with ill intent, so he asked:
"Who is that young man by your side?"
Di Nüfeng said, "Yin Lingzi, one of the Four Guardian Vajras I recently recruited!
He was once imprisoned in Shu Mountain's Demon Suppressing Pagoda. He's talented, and he speaks pleasantly, so I won him over."
At the mention of Shu Mountain's Demon Suppressing Pagoda, Li Xuanxiao's expression shifted slightly.
Di Nüfeng was still chattering away.
She was still the same as ever.
No matter what this world became, Di Nüfeng was still Di Nüfeng.
She would never change.
Li Xuanxiao suddenly wished he could be like Di Nüfeng.
Two days later.
Atop a mountain.
Qingcheng Temple.
The disciple guarding the gate was dozing off.
Two figures arrived at the temple gates beneath the lingering glow of the setting sun.
The drowsy disciple woke in a haze. Seeing