Jiang Ding spoke gently, laying out a grand blueprint that was enough to make any Dao Child's heart tremble.
The path to a True Immortal?
The inheritance of Primordial Era Immortal Race immortal scriptures?
Which of these was not the lifelong pursuit of a Dao Child?
The various sights along this path were an important reason why the Joyful Union Saintess and the others willingly allowed themselves to be exploited.
"No."
The Fusang Saintess said.
"Ah?"
"What did you say?"
"What does 'no' mean?"
Jiang Ding took out a dictionary and flipped through it several times. Puzzled, he said, "Does the phrase 'no' carry some other meaning in the Fusang Holy Land? Is there some special cultural meaning to it?"
"No. It just means no."
"I have a path better suited to me. I want to search for treasures within time itself. The Fusang Holy Land buried them in this era. I told you long ago, and you agreed to help me. I could never find you..."
The Fusang Saintess chattered on endlessly, looking hopefully at the youth in green robes.
"That will take time."
"I did indeed promise you, but we never set a time, did we?"
"Of course, it is not that I will not do it. It is that I will do it after preparations are made, after careful deliberation, after considering opinions from every side. I never said I would not do it."
Jiang Ding thought for a moment, then spoke expressionlessly.
"Ah?!!"
The Fusang Saintess's eyes widened.
What gibberish were you babbling about?
She truly found it hard to believe that such a shameless person was actually a sword cultivator.
In the experience of the Fusang Holy Land, the overwhelming majority of sword cultivators kept their promises. Sword cultivators who broke their word were almost