A Child's Words Carry No Taboo

Outside the Sword Pavilion Scripture Tower, Ning Chen appeared. Seeing the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master treating Mu Qianshang's injuries, he stepped forward in two strides and asked, "How is he?"

The Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master withdrew his hand and let out a weary breath. "He is fine. A force has sealed his consciousness, but that force is dissipating. Before long, Qianshang should awaken."

"Sorry for bringing trouble to the Sword Pavilion," Ning Chen said apologetically.

"There is nothing to apologize for. Though I do not know what you encountered in the Scripture Tower, Marquis of Knowing Fate sent Qianshang out first when danger struck. That friendship is worth more than any words of apology," the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master replied.

"It was what Knowing Fate should have done," Ning Chen sighed softly.

This time, he had dragged Mu Qianshang into danger. Therefore, no matter what, he had to send Mu Qianshang out safely.

Sister Qing Ling had once said that although he and the Phoenix Body differed in temperament and ideals, there was one thing in which he fell short of the Phoenix Body.

That was responsibility. Whatever one did, whether right or wrong, one had to bear it oneself.

No shirking, no fleeing; words must be honored, deeds must bear fruit.

In truth, the one best suited to remain behind was not him, but the Phoenix Body.

In the original plan, the Phoenix Body had intended to stay within this realm and continue investigating the truth behind the Immortal Corpse Procession. As for going to the Outer Heavens to seek the Jade Pool Water, that task had been left to him.

The reason was simple. Among the three bodies, the Phoenix Body's speed was Peerless Under Heaven, the only one capable of catching up to the Immortal Corpse Procession.