"Hmm?"
At first, Yu Ci did not understand why Madam Xia had been brought into it. Then he suddenly came to his senses. Looking ahead, he saw Madam Xia's bright eyes fixed on him, her crimson lips opening and closing as she spoke to him.
Having just learned such a secret, he had completely drifted off.
Perhaps because he had been silent for too long, Madam Xia feared she had neglected him and asked, "What does Fellow Daoist think? Is it still feasible to seek this star and this realm?"
Was she asking him to state his position?
Yu Ci did not rush to answer. Like Xue Pingzhi, he picked up the wine cup from the table and turned it between his fingers, taking the chance to consider these two women's "demands" regarding the void worlds.
Madam Xia's purpose seemed the easiest to guess.
For now, although he still did not fully understand what was so precious about Taishi Star, since it was a place all the sects were competing for, it was a strategic resource—and even more, a symbol.
Not compete for it? Others would instead question Flying Soul City's foundations. As for whether they could win it, whether they had truly put in the effort, whether they were willing to pay the price—that was another matter.
As for Xue Pingzhi, her bid for the Feipuo Realm carried much of the "avoiding tribulation and dispelling calamity" flavor Madam Xia had mentioned.
But before battle had even been discussed, she was already seeking a retreat, and presenting it openly before him, her prospective ally. Why go so far?
Yu Ci looked at Xue Pingzhi. Given her blood-deep hatred for the Rakshasa Ghost King, she should not have been constrained by external things.
Xue Pingzhi turned her gaze toward him, a