"It is a shame, but a dead genius is useless, no matter how monstrous his talent."
The Silver-Helmed Sword-Wearing Youth said gravely, "You saw the projection too. There's barely any hope. If you take the Immortal Severing Pill, your cultivation won't recover anytime soon. Our military formation and immortal treasures alone might not stop Demon King Kui. This is far too risky. Is it worth it?"
The Red Tassel Spear Woman said softly, "I promised him, and I broke my word. Unless I see how this ends with my own eyes, my heart won't rest! Besides, with his talent, reaching this level in a pseudo-realm means that, unless he had an Immortal Emperor dao heritage supporting him, he would most likely qualify as a King-Level Son of Heaven!"
"Bringing back a King-Level Son of Heaven would earn more immortal merit than killing a hundred thousand True Immortal Realm ancient demons. Isn't that worth the risk? If we succeed, we'll split the immortal merit evenly. What do you say?"
At the words "King-Level Son of Heaven," the Silver-Helmed Sword-Wearing Youth's gaze shifted, and he began to hesitate.
"All right. You have one incense stick's worth of time. Be quick."
The silver-helmed youth spoke gravely.
The Red Tassel Spear Woman had been waiting for precisely those words. She broke into a smile, bringing a fleeting, dazzling brightness to the silent, desolate canyon along the Ancient Road.
Then, without hesitation, she took out the Immortal Severing Pill and swallowed it.
"You aren't even worried something might happen to you..." The silver-helmed youth shook his head with a sigh.
"It's fine. My spear will protect me."
The Red Tassel Spear Woman smiled faintly before her expression returned to its cool reserve. The immortal power inside her rapidly contracted, all of it drawn into one