Faced with Feng Jun's question, True Immortal Yi Jue answered bluntly, "Of course I'm conflicted. I also want to win some face for my sect..."
After a pause, she added, "But you provided the method for entering and leaving the Void, and you were the one who detected it from five thousand li away. I don't think I have the right to fight over it. If you're willing to give it to me, I'll certainly accept it. If you aren't, I'd have no face to ask for it."
In truth, she was also very curious. How had Feng Jun sensed something the size of a fist from five thousand li away?
One had to remember that this was the Void, not the real plane.
But Feng Jun's question concerned her principles, so she needed to explain herself clearly. The other minor details could wait.
"That's exactly it," Feng Jun said with a smile. "Since I can't let you bring it back to your sect, how could I trouble you to retrieve it?"
"Those are two different matters, all right?" Yi Jue insisted. "You were responsible for bringing me here, and I was responsible for retrieving the item. That was the division of labor we agreed on. I'll go get it for you."
Feng Jun could sense her sincerity, and he knew the principles she upheld. But distribution according to need... that really was an ideal society. "Forget it. That thing is flying very fast. I can't keep talking to you."
He flew off without another word, but in the next instant, True Immortal Yi Jue caught up at astonishing speed. With a sweep of her whisk, she looped it around his waist, doing so with practiced ease.
Then she accelerated again and asked, "Which direction? Point it out."
Feng Jun