Throughout the ages, many people had suffered great losses precisely because they failed to see this point clearly.
If he truly accepted Purgatory Gate's mission, the danger might be somewhat lower than going to the foreign race battlefield, but it would take longer. Delay bred change; once things dragged on, danger could strike at any moment. Overall, there was not much difference.
Though Fu Xuanming thought so inwardly, he would not directly praise him.
Instead, he threatened, "Yang Chen, you had better think this through. No matter which of the three missions you choose, it will be a brush with death. It is not too late for you to regret it now."
Yang Chen naturally understood.
Whether it was Purgatory Gate's mission or heading to the foreign race battlefield, he could very well die on the spot.
But for the sake of becoming a true disciple, he had to go all out. "This junior has already prepared himself mentally."
"Good, good, good. Since that is the case, I will report this mission to the Sect Master. You may set out tomorrow. There are many factors at play on the battlefield, and the borderlands are not controlled by our Profound Dao Sect alone," Fu Xuanming said.
Yang Chen was startled. "Could there be other factions as well?"
"Of course. Though our Profound Dao Sect is powerful, the foreign races are vast in number. Our Profound Dao Sect alone is insufficient to suppress them. Thus, many factions are stationed throughout the borderlands. Several factions from the other eleven provinces have encamped here, and many people from the Taiyi Sect are here as well. Once you arrive, you must be extremely cautious—not only toward the foreign races, but toward the other factions as well. Do not break the rules. Otherwise, even our Profound