Sickly Beauty, Ferocious Armlet (3)

After spending a quarter-hour urgently sorting through and confirming the incense-making ingredients Flower Lady had submitted, Yu Ci followed behind Ling Jiao and flew straight into the sword formation of the Flag Sword Heavenly Net. Once they reached the unsupported void, Ling Jiao called, "Wait here," then leaped directly onto the Gathering Immortals Bridge within the sword formation to report the matter to her sect elders. Yu Ci turned his head and looked around. On one hand, he was curious about the Flag Sword Heavenly Net's layout; on the other, he wanted to see whether there were any gaps through which he could send a few Divine Intent Starlights. The Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror had already returned to his hand, and the Zhaoshen Map was an even more formidable tool for reconnaissance and spying. Yet at their current level, such methods increasingly seemed crude and heavy-handed. Especially when facing an elite Sword Discussion Pavilion disciple like Ling Jiao, protected by all manner of treasures, as well as those "martial uncles" hidden behind the sword formation whose cultivation surpassed hers—one careless move could expose him. Whether demonic contamination or planting Starlights, both were best done when the other party was completely off guard. In the end, Ghost Loathing's earlier flamboyance had made Sword Discussion Pavilion strengthen its defenses and vigilance in this regard. To beat the grass and startle the snake—this was probably what it meant. There was no need for him to take excessive risks. After all, Sword Discussion Pavilion should not have come for him. While he was secretly mulling it over, Ling Jiao had already returned, smiling as she made a gesture for him to pass. "Daoist brother, you can leave now." Yu Ci was stunned. "Just like that?" "Yes. What else did you expect?" Ling Jiao wore an