Hearing Meng Jiangnu's reminder, Bai Yu silently watched the crowd as well. Before the seal was fully repaired, these people would not dare make a move.
After all, they had just joined forces to wipe out the Evil Calamity Clan in eight cities and were still united as one. Whoever betrayed the alliance now would become the target of all.
No one present was a fool. After weighing the pros and cons and exchanging glances, they would restrain themselves for now.
But that did not mean certain people would not harbor other thoughts after leaving.
Seven inheritances had now appeared, yet the inheritance of the Undying Daoist had not appeared in any of the eight cities. The greatest possibility was that it lay where the ancient sages had established the seal.
At that thought, everyone silently looked at Li Shuyu and Fu Shuangjiang, who had retrieved their imperial weapons, their minds churning.
"Hehehe, I never expected that, after fortunately reclaiming our Holy Heaven Cult's imperial weapon, so many fellow Daoists would protect my path. How truly grateful I am."
Fu Shuangjiang glanced at the crowd with her beautiful eyes, then spoke with a smile.
Every frown and smile of hers brimmed with a bewitching charm that could make one fall into ruin. Quite a few people stared at her and briefly lost themselves.
But they quickly came back to their senses after reminders from those beside them. By the time they realized what had happened, cold sweat had already soaked their backs.
If Bai Yu was a venomous snake lying in wait, his usual manner was still rather friendly. So long as one did not take the initiative to provoke Bai Yu, in many cases, he would treat them like nothing more than a fart.
But Fu Shuangjiang was different.