Dong Qingzhi's gaze turned slightly strange. "Those sword cultivators have already set out ahead of us under Zhuo Yu's lead, heading for Retrace Heaven."
Su Yi was surprised. "They aren't afraid something might happen?"
Yun Zhu of Tai Fu Temple gave a cold laugh. "Those sword cultivators naturally aren't afraid of death. Earlier, we invited them to stay and seek your help, Fellow Daoist, but not only did they refuse, they even spoke rudely to us. They're simply unreasonable!"
Unconcealed dissatisfaction showed between his brows.
Su Yi understood at once.
Most likely, Zhuo Yu and the others could not bring themselves to ask him for help, nor were they willing to lower themselves before him, which was why they had left ahead of time.
And clearly, Zhuo Yu disapproved of what Dong Qingzhi, Yun Zhu, and the others had done, which was why he had mocked them so rudely.
"Each has his own aspirations. There's no need to force anything."
Su Yi took out his wine gourd and drank a mouthful.
He had to admit that he still greatly admired the Sword Cultivator's Integrity Zhuo Yu possessed.
"When do you intend to set off, Fellow Daoist?"
Yun Zhu could not help asking.
Dong Qingzhi had asked this very question before.
"Now."
Su Yi answered casually.
Everyone froze, almost unable to believe it.
Su Yi could not help laughing. "What a coincidence. I had originally planned to head for the River of Destiny Origin after leaving the Sea of Destiny. Being able to travel with all of you may not be a stroke of fate."
Before leaving the Square Inch Ancestral Home, he had already made arrangements for certain matters and left behind letters.
After Lu Hongpao returned to the Square Inch Ancestral Home, he would naturally help settle those matters