"Within ten days. Deducting the travel time, that means I have at most seven days left before I must set out for Sou Shen Gong. Immortal God, what a fine move of checkmate!"
Jiang Dali stood still in thought, his gaze turning cold as his brows furrowed.
The old ones truly knew better.
Though he had long expected that Immortal God would use Lu Xiaofeng to threaten him soon after capturing him, the mere ten days the other party had given him left him absolutely no room to maneuver.
This meant that he had to find Bu Jingyun within seven days, then set out for Sou Shen Gong and deliver Bu Jingyun to Immortal God.
By then, whether he personally brought Bu Jingyun into Sou Shen Gong or merely handed him over to its people, either outcome would be extremely unfavorable to him. With his current strength, he still could not completely contend against Immortal God, and time was far too pressing.
"Without the players, not only can I no longer harvest the leeks for now, but I've also lost the means to communicate quickly. It really is inconvenient. Still, before the players collectively logged off, I had already made arrangements and told Murong Qingqing and the others to bring Bu Jingyun to Shaolin to meet me. By now, they should have found Wanwan and arrived at Shaolin. Why have they been delayed?"
Jiang Dali turned and walked toward the sub-branch's mountain peak behind him, feeling puzzled and sensing that something was wrong.
When he had made those arrangements, he had deliberately instructed Murong Qingqing and the others to find Wanwan before coming to Shaolin to meet him. As for the stronghold or headquarters, he had told them not to interfere with any of it.
There was no other reason.