Kunyang City

"What do you think?" Mu Zheng asked. In truth, the question was practically meaningless, because no matter what Mu Li and Lin Chuan chose, he would still do this. When it came to safety, he had no other choice.

"Uh... Father... Yuyi and I came here this time to speak to you about this as well. Since Father has already decided, we have no objections!" Mu Li said respectfully.

"Good!" Mu Zheng said happily. Mu Li was old enough, so he was not worried about him. His only concern was Yuyi, but Mu Manor was already surrounded by danger. If he forcibly kept Yuyi by his side, he would only be harming him. Thus, he had to harden his heart.

Early the next morning, Mu Zheng left Mu Manor and headed straight for the Great Sound Pavilion, only returning that night.

"In one month, the Luo River Sect will be recruiting disciples in Kunyang City. I will take you with me then!"

That was the message Mu Zheng brought back. Upon hearing it, Lin Chuan nodded to himself. It matched the intelligence he had obtained from White Zetsu.

That evening, deep in the quiet night, guards arranged by Mu Zheng surrounded Lin Chuan's room. Yet beside Lin Chuan's bed, a massive aloe-like leaf slowly rose, and White Zetsu appeared in a black cloak patterned with red clouds.

"Master, according to my intelligence, the disciple recruitment in Kunyang City a month from now will be personally overseen by Goddess of Luo River, Luo Yuxi!" White Zetsu said softly.

Lin Chuan slowly opened his half-closed eyes and turned to look at White Zetsu, who stood respectfully beside the bed. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Luo Yuxi and I... did we..."

White Zetsu smiled faintly and said meaningfully, "Impossible to cut,