"The most powerful part of the Blood River Profound Sha Demonic Formation isn't the blood river and blood baleful intent?"
"Then what is?"
Ling Xiaoxiao wore a nosy, curious expression as she asked, "If Bi Fan were thrown into the Blood River Profound Sha Demonic Formation right now, would he be in danger?"
Faced with Ling Xiaoxiao's string of questions,
Wang Shu didn't hide anything and answered directly. "Sister Ling Xiaoxiao, let me answer your last question first!"
"I know what you're really worried about is Bi Fan."
At the mention of Bi Fan, his image involuntarily surfaced in Ling Xiaoxiao's mind.
Her little face flushed red.
It seemed he'd hit a nerve.
But on the surface, Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth remained stubborn.
She rolled her eyes at Wang Shu and retorted, "Who's worried about him?"
"I'm just paying attention to the Blood River Profound Sha Demonic Formation, same as Bi Fan. After all, it concerns the lives of all the human and Demon Race geniuses."
"If all the human and Demon Race geniuses die in the Heaven and Earth Treasure Pagoda, then the war that's continued for so many years will end in the defeat of the human and Demon Races."
"Wang Shu, you've recovered some of your memories. You wouldn't want to see what I just described happen, would you?"
Faced with Ling Xiaoxiao's transparent attempt to cover up her feelings,
Wang Shu's face broke into a teasing smile.
He might have a small body, but his mind wasn't small.
As his memories gradually returned, Wang Shu's understanding of the world was now far beyond that of many human and Demon Race geniuses.
Even a child wouldn't necessarily believe Ling Xiaoxiao's excuse, much less him.
Perhaps it was because he'd been asleep for too long.
Or perhaps it was