"This..."
Yuan Ming opened her mouth, stunned.
She stared at Li Yun in disbelief. She could hardly believe such a thing was possible.
A Saint!
It was what countless people dreamed of becoming.
Yet in Li Yun's hands, it seemed so easy, so utterly unremarkable.
At that moment, Yuan Ming began to understand why he had chosen to seek a Saint Seat for his clone, and why Kong Xuan had brought him here.
They had not come to ask her for help.
They had come to offer him new hope and a future.
Only now did Yuan Ming understand what Kong Xuan had said before. Only now did she grasp just how extraordinary this Saint's Disciple was, how...
"Daoist Li Yun, was it?"
Coming back to herself, Yuan Ming gave Li Yun a complicated look, then bowed. "I offended you earlier. Please forgive me."
Li Yun waved it off. "There's no need for that, Daoist Yuan Ming."
"I did come here to ask for your help."
"My clone has already met the basic requirements, but he still lacks an opportunity."
"I have a plan to create one, but it has its flaws. From what Junior Brother Kong Xuan told me, your help would make things much simpler and smoother."
Yuan Ming's eyes lit up.
She did not know what Li Yun's plan was, but she understood what he was implying.
Li Yun was confident that his plan to obtain the Devilish Dao Saint Seat would succeed. If she took part, she might even have a chance to become a Devilish Dao Saint herself, just as Kong Xuan had said.
The thought made Yuan Ming's breathing quicken.
This was a Saint Seat. How could she not care? How could she not want it?
Without hesitation, Yuan Ming asked, "What do you