Meng Qi and Overlord vanished at the same time, exposing the passage leading deep into Chunyangzi's tomb to Master Lu. Without hesitation, he raised the One Heart Sword, transformed into a streak of light, and shot forward.
Could Su Meng hold off Overlord? For how long? What would they do if Overlord caught up? What if he himself could not tie down Guerduo and Su Daji? Even if everything went smoothly and he seized the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones divine ability, Chunyangzi's inheritance, and the Shangdong Sword first, this place had already been exposed. It would surely draw a pack of wolves circling hungrily around it. How would they rearrange everything and rebuild the tomb to pass down the "lineage"? Even if the matter were resolved perfectly, with Guerduo and Su Daji deliberately spreading the news, they could still make it boil over, exposing the Secret Vault obtained by the True Martial Sect and Sword Washing Pavilion to the eyes of the Medieval powerhouses. How could that be avoided...
If it had been any other Dharma Body, thoughts like these would inevitably have flashed through his mind at such a moment, filling him with worry and dividing his attention. But Master Lu was different. His mind held only the matter of how to entangle the enemy, and he had completely forgotten everything else—all the possibilities of the future.
"I was dull-witted from childhood. If I divided my attention, I would surely be unable to handle both sides, and nothing would go right. So whenever I do something, I only consider the thing I ought to do, give it my greatest effort, and do not think about the outcome..." Master Lu had once said these words to his wife. He neither felt inferior nor proud, like the sword