"Then let's go find Lord Demon Venerable. No need to waste time here. That guy's so powerful—if we don't seize the chance to go now and he escapes later, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"
In any case, he did not dare think too deeply about it. Even if such a situation really arose, it would still be better than what came afterward.
"Then give it a try and see if you can find him. We have no other way now. We've already done all we can, and we don't know how to confirm his location."
Lin Feng's words were somewhat flattering, but he truly hoped He Qiandao could use his abilities to pinpoint the target.
"If you put it that way, then I'll have to give it my all. No matter what, I won't let this matter keep going... whatever. And you're really looking down on me too much. Finding him will be easy."
Though He Qiandao had lost his memories, he remained as arrogant and self-assured as ever.
Even with no clues whatsoever, he still held himself high above everyone else, convinced of his own infallibility.
Neither Zhou Qinglan nor Qi Lei spoke.
"I was truly surprised by what the disciples of our sect did. So if there really is a problem, I hope we can resolve it ahead of time."
In any event, the current situation lay entirely beyond what he had prepared for.
Only after the several disciples who had finished training had thoroughly grasped all the cultivation Secret Manuals did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Ah, that meant the things he had prepared before were still useful.
If they were like those previous disciples—bathing for three days and drying out their nets for two, full of themselves yet still wanting more—
then in