Su Chen said, "You underestimate Junhao and the Heaven-Patrolling Hall too much. I know you are immensely powerful—even Han Chen is far beneath you—but Junhao will not let you go. None of the Nineteen Saints of the Divine Continent are weak. I believe that this time, not only will Junhao act, but all Nineteen Saints of the Divine Continent will be mobilized as well. Once they discover your whereabouts, you will be surrounded and driven into a desperate situation."
Zhang Shuai had no intention of going to the Burial Heaven Pavilion to seize Han Chen's position. Throughout his journey of cultivation, he had always relied on himself. Even if he were to join the Burial Heaven Pavilion, now was not the time.
After all, with his current cultivation, it would be difficult for him to call the shots after entering the Burial Heaven Pavilion. The three elders would undoubtedly hold a higher status than him, and he had no desire to serve beneath others.
"Senior Su Chen, perhaps I will join the Burial Heaven Pavilion in the future, but not now. At the very least, I will not consider it until I attain the Dao of Primordial Unity."
Su Chen seemed to realize something. She gave Zhang Shuai a long look. "Fine. Let us set this matter aside for now. You are currently facing threats from Junhao and the Heaven-Patrolling Hall, and the road ahead is perilous. Is there anything you need my help with, or the help of the Burial Heaven Pavilion? Speak freely."
Zhang Shuai's heart stirred. Knowing this was an excellent chance to obtain critical resources, he no longer stood on ceremony and said directly, "In that case, I will shamelessly make a request. I am cultivating a secret art and urgently require several rare spiritual materials.