The dark-green paper figure left behind a strange smile, then drifted away, as if it had come solely to remind Lin Fan never to betray Paper Figure Peak.
Watching it disappear, Lin Fan faintly realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Sending Chen Quan's childhood sweetheart from Lingxiao Peak had appeared to be an attempt to win him over, but in truth, it seemed more like a threat.
After Yunmeng Sect had attacked that night, Paper Figure Peak had suffered heavy losses and was already far weaker than before. If the other two main peaks truly had designs on it, Paper Figure Peak would probably find it difficult to continue existing within Ling Xiao Sect. But would things really escalate that far?
Of course, that possibility could not be ruled out.
But to Lin Fan, so what if something really happened?
As long as it did not affect his staying here to copy books and obtain additional lifespan, he would continue lying low.
In this world, if one wanted to live better, one could only grow stronger through hard work. Only then could one truly control one's own fate.
The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, an unknown location.
A woman in a black dress stood there. Her waist was slender and graceful, her skin as white and delicate as snow, and her pretty face was grave as she studied the abyss that had abruptly appeared before her.
The abyss was pitch-black, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, seemingly ready to devour anyone who approached.
Ghost Mother Wuji closed her eyes and carefully sensed the aura within the abyss. Only after a moment did she suddenly open them.
"As expected, there's the aura of Yin Souls, and quite a lot of them."
"Could this be a