Wang Ping had his own calculations, but he could not possibly refute Yuxiao's instructions on the surface. He respectfully clasped his hands and bowed. "This disciple will heed Great-Grandmaster's instructions."
"Disciple this, disciple that—are you reminding me that I've lived too long?" Yuxiao looked at Wang Ping and suddenly grew impatient. "Enough. Leave some of the Corpse Soldiers and Puppet materials from your Storage Bag for me, then get out of here."
Wang Ping silently nodded and took out the Storage Bag containing Puppet materials and Corpse Soldiers.
Yuxiao impatiently accepted it and waved a hand. "Go. I want some peace and quiet now."
Wang Ping clasped his hands in salute. "This disciple takes his leave."
Star Sea's figure beside them dissipated at that moment.
Yuxiao ignored Wang Ping and carefully inspected the Storage Bag Wang Ping had just handed over. An unconcealed, satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Wang Ping recalled the avatar he had placed before the Huai Tree, then put the enormous five-colored token into his Storage Bag. After silently clasping his hands toward Yuxiao once more, he used the transfer array to leave.
He transferred directly to the outside of the bronze wall beneath Sanhe Prefecture, then transferred again to the skies above Sanhe Prefecture.
Feeling the sea breeze of the real world brush against his face, Wang Ping finally relaxed his vigilance a fraction. Looking down at the crisscrossing waterways of Sanhe Prefecture and sensing the vitality of all living things, he softly asked, "How credible do you think Ancestor Master's words were?"
It was not that he suffered from persecutory delusions. It was simply that, in this world, many words truly could not be trusted.
Yulian lay on Wang Ping's shoulder, tilting her head as she considered it. "I cannot judge either. I only