"Mitian has been there for a long time, and you're so eager to go after him. Are you afraid he'll find a way to surpass you there?" Feng Qingwu rose and looked at the Venerable Lord as she asked.
"I merely want to make this game of cat and mouse more interesting," the Venerable Lord said.
"I'm afraid the mouse might find a way to turn the tables and kill the cat hunting it. Although an opportunity to leave this place has appeared, rushing over there is still too dangerous."
Feng Qingwu shook her head, urging the Venerable Lord to calm down and think it through.
"You should know that all I care about is whether this is interesting. As for winning or losing... as long as I enjoy myself to the fullest, any outcome will do."
A trace of madness flashed in the Venerable Lord's eyes.
Feng Qingwu sighed.
This was the Venerable Lord, Infinite Heaven. His playful, reckless nature was laid bare at that moment.
Although he valued the result, he valued the process even more.
As long as the process satisfied him, he could accept even an imperfect outcome.
To put it bluntly, he was wildly testing the limits at the edge of death!
But so far, he had never slipped up.
"If you end up trapped there, have you considered how far the chain reaction would spread? Have you considered the consequences of the Thirty-Three Heavens losing you? What would Dao Wushuang do?"
Feng Qingwu tried to persuade him again.
"Simple. I'll just go and come right back, won't I?"
The Venerable Lord never made things overly complicated, and very, very few matters deserved such elaborate thought from him.
"Coming to ask me to join you isn't like you. That means you still harbor some wariness