"Senior Brother, once you get there, you can meet up with the Starrealm Knights first. I believe that at this point, as long as they haven't lost their minds, they'll follow your orders on the spot," Yu Lian said.
"Since they were willing to abandon the exercise and rush to Crystal City to rescue civilians, they must be honorable people. They'll see reason."
Senior Brother really was an admirable, sincere gentleman. He always liked to think the best of people. The problem was, those knights had already been heading toward Crystal City before the sub-void beasts descended. Had they somehow known what was coming?
All right, psychics weren't incapable of foresight, but only the most powerful could glean a few vague, ambiguous scraps of information through some very troublesome rituals. Somehow, that didn't seem much better than the charlatans who had written the Tui Bei Tu.
Of course, with this sort of thing, actions mattered more than intentions. Since the knights were heading that way, Tan Tai Jing wouldn't have to fight alone, and Yu Lian felt somewhat reassured.
Then Senior Brother handed Yu Lian something that felt wildly out of place: five small wooden slips, about the size of his thumb and carved with intricate patterns.
"P-Peachwood charms?" It was the goddamn space age, in a goddamn science-fiction setting. Could they please not pull this kind of cringey stunt that took everyone out of the story?
"What's with that look? Junior Brother, don't be prejudiced against the wisdom of our ancestors. You should know that zero-element isn't the only substance with an affinity for spiritual energy! This peachwood is one of them. It can't hold enough power to be useful for offense or defense, but it can serve as a warning. I'll be able to sense it if one