Starlight spilled overhead.
It fell across the young woman's green dress, scattering flecks of light.
The sound of the Spirit Spring flowed softly between them, like a little tune they could never tire of hearing.
Lin Changqing looked at Su Wanqing, his gaze gentle.
The corners of his mouth lifted.
"Since I caused this trouble, if the Myriad Demon Race truly dares to send an army against us..."
"I certainly won't stand by and do nothing."
"If the Blazing Lion Demon Court dares cross the border, I'll go to the front line and teach them a lesson they won't forget."
Lin Changqing looked away and began to weigh the matter in earnest.
"As for the Golden Qilin Demon Court..."
"Even if they send a Profound Immortal Demon Lord, I can run if I can't win."
"With the Realm Origin Pearl and the Twin Mountains and Rivers Map, I still have ways to save my life."
"Unless all five of their Profound Immortals come at once."
"But they wouldn't make such a spectacle over someone at the peak True Immortal stage like me."
"One would be the most they'd send, and that would already be an enormous show of attention."
The more Lin Changqing thought about it, the steadier he felt.
If it comes to that, I'll deal with it then.
He put the matter aside.
His divine sense passed through the Realm Origin Pearl, sending a message into the outside world.
"Zhao Changkong."
Deep within the Heavenly Origin Merchant Association, in a chamber rich with spiritual energy.
Zhao Changkong sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.
He had just been about to close his eyes and cultivate when that familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
He jolted and hurriedly sat up straight.
"Senior Lin, this junior is here!"
His tone