Lu Xiaotian believed that his severed arm and Lotus Avatar were out there working to rescue his true body. But he had no way of knowing how far they had gotten, how Tongtian Devil Lord was faring, or whether they had run into any unexpected trouble. In such circumstances, making plans was like gazing at flowers in a mirror or the moon in water—nothing but wasted effort and worry.
"Be careful of Kongming. He's decisive and shrewd; don't let him see through you," Lu Xiaotian reminded Xiang Hua before he left. Naturally, none of the cultivators who had reached the Mahayana Realm could be underestimated. But among the Buddhist Sect's people, Kongming looked kind and gentle, yet was the most deceptive of them all—even though he still knew nothing of what had happened to the severed arm and Lotus Avatar during their trip to the Netherfiend Corpse Grounds.
After dealing with Kongming several times, Lu Xiaotian's true body had increasingly come to feel that the man was no simple character. By comparison, Kong'e had a worse impression of him, yet Lu Xiaotian felt Kong'e was actually easier to deal with.
"Go. Whatever you do, don't get impatient. Mingyuan has already been exposed. If Kongming and Kong'e see through you too, I'll be completely blind within the Buddhist Sect."
"Yes, Master!" Xiang Hua rose and bowed to Lu Xiaotian once more before taking his leave.
Watching Xiang Hua go, Lu Xiaotian's true body finally smiled. He had never pinned his hopes on anyone without reason, but when a disciple he had taught for so many years made such a choice in his time of need, Lu Xiaotian was naturally deeply gratified.
After being still for so long, he felt the urge to move. He had been trapped in the Buddhist Sect