Surrounded by Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and Wan Fa, Chu Sheng remained calm. He merely gave a cold smile. "What? Do you all intend to kill me?"
He was utterly fearless.
After all, he had obtained the secret of the [True Nascent Soul]. Unlike Sword Lord and the others, even if his rank had fallen to perfected Golden Core, his essence would remain unchanged.
So he could not die.
Sword Lord and the others naturally understood this as well. Yet precisely because they understood, the looks they gave Chu Sheng grew even more fervent, brimming with bone-deep malice.
"We want you to be unable to die."
"Si Sui has escaped, and the [Heavenly Dao] has collapsed. We now lack someone to fill Si Sui's vacancy and repair the [Heavenly Dao]. Would you be willing to lend us a hand, Fellow Daoist?"
That was the real reason!
At this very moment, Chu Sheng was weaker than he had ever been before. It was the perfect chance to rebuild the [Heavenly Dao] and incorporate the [Fixed Number] into it.
And Chu Sheng himself could become a cornerstone of the [Heavenly Dao], just as Si Sui had been back then.
"Make use of every man according to his talents."
Cang Hao smiled faintly. "You were the one who taught us that, Fellow Daoist. Looking at it now, your way of doing things is not entirely without merit."
His words were piercingly harsh, clearly meant to provoke Chu Sheng's Dao Heart and further probe the truth of his condition. So long as this fierce tiger revealed even the slightest hint of weakness, the three Dao Lords, like a pack of wolves, would swarm him, tear him apart, and leave him with a miserable end.
Chu Sheng realized this as well.
".Very well."
As his