"Not in the Southern Divine Seat?" Li Guxian fell silent, her expression turning solemn.
Capture the ringleader first. If we went to the Southern Divine Seat but couldn't kill Lord Yun Dong, then what use was it even if we wiped everyone else out? They were all just scattered foot soldiers. That was why, even if I killed Immortal Lord Banshan right now, I wouldn't feel there was anything worth praising, much less anything to be happy about. A single spark could start a prairie fire—it wasn't just a saying. One Lord Yun Dong was worth more than a thousand armies, so as long as peace depended on his death, I couldn't help feeling a trace of pressure, just as the Divine Lord of the Eastern Divine Seat was still being hunted down.
"Hmm. I don't think he's in the Southern Divine Seat," I said.
"Then where is he?" Li Guxian looked at me curiously.
"I don't know. I just feel that things won't be that simple. After all, you saw it yourself—he's imitating me, scattering chaos like flowers from the sky and disrupting the order of my Ninth Heaven. Perhaps he's far away yet right before our eyes." I wore a half-smile.
Li Guxian looked at me suspiciously. "Have you gotten some sort of lead?"
I nodded, but didn't give her the answer. Li Guxian immediately reached under my arms and started tickling me. "You little monkey, tell me quickly. What on earth is in that head of yours that I don't know about?"
"It's only a guess. How could I have the answer so quickly? Let me observe a little longer first. Besides, there's something else I need to ask you." As I spoke, I laid out my thoughts in full.
"Hm? How could that be..." Li Guxian