I stood to one side with my arms folded, in no hurry to press them for a decision.
This was not something they could rush.
Zi Ying came over to me and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you have any idea? Which choice is better?"
"No," I answered frankly. "There's no clear right or wrong in something like this."
"What if they can't decide?" Zi Xiao asked curiously.
"Then they can take their time thinking it over. The Spiritfall Storm can hold out for another few days, so there's no hurry. Of course, the longer they take, the greater the cost."
At my words, the core disciples of the Azure Heaven Sword Domain on the stone terrace ahead immediately erupted into a heated argument.
Some advocated saving Bai Yunqi, while others wanted to help Yu Ningsui achieve Tower Ascension. Each side had its reasons, and neither could convince the other.
Yu Ningsui stood among them without saying a word.
Her head was lowered as she looked at her hands.
Those hands had just wielded the Hundred Million Sword Tower to deliver an earth-shattering strike. Now they hung quietly at her sides, her fingertips trembling slightly.
"Senior brothers and sisters, fellow martial nephews and nieces." At last, she raised her head. Her voice was quiet, but the people around her soon fell silent. "May I say a few words?"
Everyone turned to look at her.
"Senior Brother Bai died protecting me. And it wasn't just him. So many disciples charged forward to protect me, too. If I said I didn't want to save them, I'd be lying."
She paused, her gaze passing over everyone present.
"But Senior Sister Ling isn't wrong, either. I'm in the Divine Embryo Realm now, and I've experienced Tower Ascension once. Doing it again won't