"I'll pass on this Inner Core."
Everyone was slightly startled and turned toward the voice. Hu Suye smiled at them, her eyes crinkling with amusement. "I can't cultivate right now, and I don't even know if I'll make it out of here alive. It's better that I don't take it, rather than waste such an important cultivation resource."
As they listened to her explanation, a pang of sorrow welled up in everyone's hearts. Their expressions immediately grew somber. Wu Qianqian's eyes reddened as she lowered her head, no longer daring to look at Hu Suye's carefree smile.
Nearby, Xi Jing silently clenched his fists. He said nothing, but his expression was grave.
Bi Fan drew a deep breath. The days of rushing around and cultivating had nearly made him forget: almost half of Hu Suye's one-month deadline had already passed. If they couldn't leave the Heavenly Emperor Treasure Pagoda in time, the threat to her life might not be lifted.
Seeing their heavy silence, Hu Suye simply smiled, carefree as ever. "Don't be like that, everyone. It isn't over yet, and nobody can predict how things will turn out. Let's just distribute the Inner Cores first. I don't need one, so don't count me in."
Wu Qianqian took a deep breath, then raised her head. "My brother and I don't need one either." Wu Luochuan, standing behind her, nodded firmly in agreement with his sister.
They both knew their strength was limited. Even if they got their hands on these valuable Inner Cores, they wouldn't be able to make much use of them.
They were better off leaving them to those who could use the boost in cultivation to stand against the Devil Race's powerful fighters. That way, the Inner Cores could fulfill their true worth.
With so many people