Jiang Chuan hesitated, then cautiously spoke.
"Senior Bai, may I boldly ask—have you ever had a senior from the Myriad Wood Dao Palace calculate your fate?"
Bai Mengqiu's pretty face was full of confusion. "Why are you asking that?"
"I just feel that staying by your side is far too dangerous!"
Jiang Chuan forcibly swallowed the words that had risen to his lips.
He had run several simulations, but none had been more dangerous than the ones with Bai Mengqiu!
Being hunted by the Maha Hall could still be explained by the conflict between the Bodhi Temple and the Maha Hall.
He had nearly clashed with Ning Surong, the empress of the Taicang Dynasty.
Back in Ziwei City, an elder of Ziwei Star City had stubbornly insisted on seeing his strength.
As the saying went, blades and swords had no eyes.
When cultivators fought, even if they claimed they would stop at the right point, casualties could still occur.
Jiang Chuan broke through to the Fourth Realm in the middle of the battle, bringing the clash to an end.
Otherwise, Ziwei Star City might have sent out a Fifth Realm disciple to confront Jiang Chuan.
Then, the outcome would have been hard to predict.
And now, they had come to the former site of the Netherworld Sect.
It was no exaggeration to say that whenever he followed Bai Mengqiu, he was either on the road to danger or already facing danger.
Then he thought of Bai Mengqiu's master, a cultivator who had broken through to the Ninth Realm, yet had been struck into serious injury by heavenly lightning tribulation.
Jiang Chuan felt increasingly creeped out.
"I only feel that Senior Bai is extraordinary. After obtaining such an opportunity, she was able to withdraw safely. She is just like those immensely