Hearing his words, Jiang Yun Ting couldn't help raising his voice. "How do you plan to resolve this? Keep offering the Witch Spirit Sword as payment and find some Chaos Celestial Venerable whose background you don't know to help you kill someone?"
Gu Jun silently turned around. Beneath the bright moonlight, his eyes were dim and lifeless. He nodded faintly. "Yes."
Xu Lie's face darkened. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "You can't do that. What if that Chaos Celestial Venerable has bad intentions? You might step outside, come face-to-face with him, and have him snatch the sword and kill you on the spot!"
As his words fell, the second Chaos Celestial Venerable they had ever met came unbidden to everyone's mind: Su Xingchen's subordinate, Bai Zhancheng.
According to Xiao Lian, Bai Zhancheng was currently in White Night Space. If word of the Witch Spirit Sword reached his ears and he set his sights on it, Gu Jun wouldn't come to a good end, given Su Xingchen's temperament.
"So what if he kills me? I was going to die anyway. What difference does it make if I die sooner or later?" His voice was cold and distant, filled with utter despair, as though all hope had been lost.
Yu Bo Yi sighed. "But you have to understand, that person might kill you without granting your wish and killing the person you want dead most. What would be the point of handing over the Witch Spirit Sword? You might even end up helping a tyrant do evil."
He raised his eyes, resolve etched across his face. "I have less than a year left to live. I can only take a gamble."
Everyone fell silent, at a loss. The mood turned subtly tense. After giving them a long look, Gu Jun silently turned