Ash heard this and shed his smug mood as well, remembering his own limits. His smile faded as he said seriously:
"Just kidding. I'll take this seriously this time. I'll definitely bring the book back. We'll return to the modern era—it was me who dragged you into this, after all."
"As long as you know. Go on." Wu Heng replied indifferently.
"Wait."
Just as Ash turned around, the sage finally had a chance to speak after Wu Heng had finished talking. He instructed, "There is one more thing you must pay close attention to during the process: the incantation. You must remember to recite it aloud."
"Otherwise, even more evil spirits will awaken! When that time comes, destruction may be what awaits this world."
"Okay, I got it. I remember the incantation, don't worry!" Ash did not take the old man as seriously. Though his answer was certain enough, his flippant tone always made him seem somewhat unreliable.
Wu Heng already knew how Ash's trip would end. The key was not on Ash's side, but on his own.
It was time to make these evil spirits truly understand Marrow Rot and recognize its benefits, to spread it throughout the world of evil spirits and turn it into a treasure for the evil spirits of this world.
It had to be accepted by the entire world as a native product, while also making evil spirits actively fight to obtain it.
When the time came, Wu Heng would simply reap the rewards.
With his back to everyone, Ash waved a hand and strode out through the gates with the air of a hero marching away never to return.
Yet every movement he made carried a hint of sleaziness, completely ruining the atmosphere.
"My lord, is there anything you need prepared for your