"Let us set this matter aside for now. It will not be too late to decide after this disciple reaches the Dao Sect.
"As for you, Martial Uncles, you came here for Qianyuan Pavilion this time.
"Do you still intend to contact them?"
Fang Xiao could not bring himself to slight Li Mobai's goodwill.
Thus, he decided to placate him for the moment and try to change the subject.
Upon hearing Qianyuan Pavilion mentioned, Li Mobai could not help but fall into thought.
Only after a moment, seeming to have made up his mind, did he speak.
"There is no need to go again. It is not as if I have never encountered disciples of Qianyuan Pavilion before.
"I already said what needed to be said then, yet not only did they refuse to believe me, they even tried to attack me.
"If I had not fled quickly, I fear I would already have met with disaster."
Clearly, in the Realm Battlefield, no matter who it was, they had to remain on guard with twelve parts vigilance.
Thus, not a single word from outsiders could be trusted.
After all, the slightest relaxation could cost one's life.
This had led to a certain phenomenon.
On the Realm Battlefield, so long as they were not from the same faction, meeting meant a fight to the death.
This was also why, despite the Xuan Clan and Hao Li Saint Ancestor being in contact with one another, they still needed Xuan Zhongtian to relay messages between them.
There was truly not the slightest shred of trust between them.
Li Mobai had indeed relayed the Yin-Yang Great Dao Sect's words to the disciples of Qianyuan Pavilion.
But whether they would believe it, and whether they would pass it on to Qianyuan Pavilion's upper ranks—
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