After all, Lu Beishen did not know exactly what had happened at the Southern Sea Dragon Palace.
If he rashly took Sect Master Luo with him to help and walked into an enemy trap, they would throw their lives away for nothing.
Even though, deep down, he had never harbored any improper designs on the Dao-Merging Grounds of the Tiannan Continent,
and wanted even less to put Sect Master Luo's life in danger,
if Sect Master Luo died because of him,
it would be like yellow mud in his trousers: even if it was not shit, everyone would think it was.
To fight over the unclaimed Dao-Merging Grounds left vacant by Luo Yi's death, many Alliance Sects among the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea likely had Inner Sect elders or Personal Disciples at Great Vehicle Perfection
eager to deliver Lu Beishen's head to Senior Qin Yezhou, win his trust, and secure the right to inherit those Dao-Merging Grounds.
At that thought, he glanced hesitantly at the young man beside him.
"Sect Master Luo, I can't reach Yu Liang for now. Why don't you return to the sect and rest?"
"Once I hear from him, I'll personally come to the Tianyan Sect and let you know."
As if to prove he meant it, Lu Beishen squeezed a smile onto his aged face that looked worse than a grimace.
"No need to rush."
Seeing the old man's concern, Luo Yi calmly shook his head.
Then, as though something had occurred to him, he took out a Message Jade Slip and spoke evenly.
"Let me try."
His fingers flicked rapidly, sending several messages through the Message Jade Slip.
Before even a few breaths had passed,
the slip in his slender hand began to shake violently.
"I have a rough idea where they