"Young Pavilion Master, this man is vicious at heart, ruthless in his actions, and wicked in character. If we travel with him, I fear trouble may arise!"
An elder beside Xi Youmeng sent a covert transmission through soul consciousness, his eyes full of worry.
"I know that well," Xi Youmeng replied through soul consciousness, equally troubled. "But right now, we need his strength. Whether it is to deal with the two Flame Demons should they return, or to aid Father after entering the Saint Fire Underworld Abyss, our own strength will make either difficult."
"Here is what we will do." Xi Youmeng thought for a moment, then instructed, "When we reach the city, I will find an excuse to enter it. You will quietly leave and make a trip to the Defend the Dao Alliance to deliver a message for me. If they help us, together with the portion of strength I recover along the way, then if all goes smoothly, once we enter the Saint Fire Underworld Abyss, we will no longer need to rely on him."
A faint smile rested on Lu Feng's lips as he listened impassively to the pair's hushed exchange.
Though he had expected Xi Youmeng to distance herself from him because of his confirmed identity as a Heretical Cultivator, he had not expected her to notify the Defend the Dao Alliance and call for reinforcements. And judging from her assured demeanor, she seemed quite confident in the matter.
It seemed the friend she had mentioned earlier was not merely an offhand remark.
Still, this was good as well. Later, he could easily slip away to handle his own affairs without too many concerns.
"There is a small town ahead," Xi Youmeng said naturally to Lu Feng. "We need to procure some supplies."
"As you