Fang Shu stood stunned for a long while before speaking in a complicated tone. "No wonder you asked me to swear an oath upon my Dao heart, Immortal Elder. To think it concerned such a fortune—"
The Goose Divine Immortal nodded without saying more.
Fang Shu breathed out and bowed deeply to him. "Rest assured, Senior. I understand how vital this matter is. I will never let it reach an outsider's ears."
"Good," the Goose Divine Immortal replied.
Just then, however, Fang Shu suddenly turned to look around.
The three hundred or so Mount Lu immortals who had managed to survive were lying sprawled all over Ancient Mount Lu.
Fang Shu pointed toward them and said, "Senior, although these people know little, they do know that you are trapped within the Mount Lu Secret Realm. Many mouths make for loose tongues. If even one of them lets something slip, there will be trouble."
The Goose Divine Immortal smiled. "That is easily handled. Simply kill them.
"What, you cannot bear to?"
Fang Shu's expression remained unchanged as he admitted frankly, "Indeed. Nearly all three hundred are Mount Lu disciples. If we kill them so casually, I fear this generation of the Mount Lu Orthodox Lineage will perish with them.
"Then Mount Lu will once again be occupied by the Outer Dao. When that happens, others may come to disturb you again, Senior."
"You youngster actually cherish old ties this much? You hardly resemble the man I saw just now."
The Goose Divine Immortal shook his sleeves with an amused laugh, then said with unruffled composure, "In that case, I will pry open their souls and erase their memories of the past few days."
But at these words, Fang Shu looked thoughtful rather than immediately agreeing.
After all, every method of erasing