The meeting was over.
No, it would be more accurate to say it had not been a meeting at all—merely Zhao Ming and the others reporting the intelligence they had gathered.
As for whether to go or not, that was for Li Su and the others to decide.
"How about a drink?"
As they left the Nether Law Office, Guifang Su suddenly spoke, calling out to Li Su.
Meeting Li Su's surprised gaze, Guifang Su smiled. "I had already finished preparing several months ago. Lately, I've mostly been making adjustments. Although the Nether Script didn't let me break through, it did let me truly see the gate."
"These past few months have mainly been about adapting. After all, the place we're going is one where nine deaths await every life—no, perhaps I should say ten deaths and no life at all."
"I don't mind."
Li Su shook his head. He did not need to prepare. There was no helping it—he was still improving even now. He could not exactly finish adjusting in the morning, then break through that afternoon. What then? Keep adjusting again at night?
At that rate, he would be adjusting until the monkeys grew faces and the horses reached their months.
He turned to glance at Baili Jingxie and Bai Qingrou. Guifang Su had not invited only him.
Unexpectedly, not only Baili Jingxie, but Bai Qingrou nodded as well.
Rather than heading to some room, Guifang Su took the lead, bringing the three of them outside Fengdu City to a mountaintop less than a li from the curtain's border. From there, they could gaze upon the strange clouds of the Heavenly Court beyond.
The mountain was quite peculiar.
Wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, it looked as though it had been planted upside down