Duanbei Star Domain, side hall of the Star Alliance's temporary frontline military affairs office.
Mu Ting, the head of the military affairs office, raised her eyes at Chu Yunqi across from her, disbelief filling her voice.
"You're not joking, are you? Your nephew is actually coming to the front lines!?"
"By my reckoning, he'll probably arrive within the next day or two."
At that, Mu Ting immediately raised her brows, her face full of astonishment.
"I truly can't fathom what those Immortal Venerables are thinking!"
"They clearly said before that they would protect him, even willing to go to war with the Great Yan Divine Dynasty for his sake."
"And now they're letting him charge straight into this dragon's pool and tiger's den? If the Great Yan Divine Dynasty finds out, won't they rack their brains to capture him?"
Chu Yunqi sighed softly.
The matter of Chu Sheng being the reincarnation of an Ancient Great Power certainly could not be revealed carelessly.
"I can't guess the Immortal Venerables' considerations either. Perhaps... they believe Sheng'er has the means to protect himself."
Mu Ting curled her lips, plainly unconvinced.
"His talent truly is monstrously heaven-defying. You could say he's a sure-fire Immortal Venerable seedling."
"But he's ultimately only at the first level of the Half-step Creation Realm. He's not even a match for you or me."
"What kind of place is the front line? Even Creation Realm cultivators could fall here. How is he supposed to protect himself with that little cultivation?"
"It's not like I haven't tried to persuade him. He simply wouldn't listen..." A trace of helplessness flashed through Chu Yunqi's eyes.
Mu Ting sighed softly and nodded in deep understanding.
"He's still too young in the end—proud and lofty, fearing neither heaven nor earth. Weren't we the same back