Seeing the Jade Tile Wang Lingji suddenly took out, Song Qingming was slightly taken aback, but he did not reach out to accept it.
"Fellow Daoist just said there was always a way out. Why are you giving me these things now? Could it be that you have changed your mind and no longer have confidence that we can escape this place?"
Hearing Song Qingming's words, Wang Lingji immediately smiled and shook his head.
"Fellow Daoist Song misunderstands. How could Wang be such a hypocritical man?
It is simply that in all my dealings, I have always been accustomed to leaving myself some room to maneuver.
As I said just now, the things inside are merely cultivation techniques and cultivation insights, not any precious spiritual items.
Whether we can escape safely tomorrow or not, these are merely precautions for Wang. I am not entrusting my last words to Fellow Daoist."
Song Qingming nodded slightly. After accepting the Jade Tile Wang Lingji offered him, he spoke again.
"If that is the case, then please agree to one small request of mine as well.
If I cannot return, please help me send word to the Carefree Sect in Wei State and inform my clansmen of this matter."
"Fellow Daoist Song and Wang have now shared a life-and-death bond. If such an opportunity truly arises, even if Fellow Daoist did not ask, Wang would certainly do so."
After speaking, the two exchanged smiles, then hastened to sit in meditation and recover their mana.
Next morning, just as the sky began to brighten, two streaks of spiritual light left the mountain before them and melted into the white clouds at the horizon.
Tens of thousands of miles away, atop another lofty mountain covered in parasol trees, dozens of streaks of escaping light were swiftly