Making the Biggest Death Wish

According to the old Daoist, both their Heavenly Dao Sect and Yanluo Hall had been cast out by the Central Continent.

Though nothing stopped them from acting, the world of the Central Continent would not look kindly on them. Forget chance encounters with fortune—even a little good luck was out of reach. They were lucky if they didn't run into trouble.

Considering how Hanyu had been plagued by bad luck in the Central Continent, yet enjoyed such "good fortune" in the small world, he fit the profile of a hidden agent to a remarkable degree.

"The world of the Central Continent doesn't cast people out for no reason."

The old Daoist spoke with absolute certainty. It had to be Hanyu. It could only be Hanyu.

Muzi Li considered this. By that standard, Hanyu really did fit.

And considering how he'd been relentlessly at odds with Yanluo Hall, while wielding techniques that were especially effective against them, the possibility was indeed high.

Most importantly, the Qionghua Hall elder hadn't denied it.

What Muzi Li suspected was the reason for sending Hanyu back to the Central Continent. He couldn't see through the purpose behind it.

"Perhaps they still have plans that require him to appear in the Central Continent."

The old Daoist joined in the speculation.

That did seem to make sense.

Which brought them to the question of what to do with him. If they were going to send him back to the Central Continent, Muzi Li suddenly didn't know how to handle Hanyu.

"Would it be better to leave things as they are? If we're too deliberate, might he lose his usefulness?"

The old Daoist spoke pensively.

Muzi Li had planned to do the same. But then what about Hanyu's safety?

He couldn't exactly stick by his side at all