"Have I offended Martial Nephew Changshou somewhere lately?"
When Li Changshou asked this, Jiu Wu's heart and liver trembled. He frowned and pondered deeply.
Soon, Jiu Wu carefully chose his words and replied through sound transmission:
"Well, this Martial Uncle has been running about for the sect all this time, and even my own cultivation has been affected. It would not be appropriate for me to take on a disciple either. I hope Changshou can understand."
As he spoke, Jiu Wu could not help raising his head to look at the 'small mountain' before him...
"Changshou, do you truly want to bring your cousin back into the sect?"
"Only by keeping my cousin at my side can I feel somewhat at ease," Li Changshou answered.
If he could not steel himself and wipe out such a hidden danger, then naturally he had to keep it at his side.
His usual method—the Great Dao Oath—was not suitable for Xiong Lingli.
Even if Xiong Lingli understood the gravity of the matter and then made the harshest Great Dao Oath, perhaps she might mumble a few words in her sleep and muddleheadedly be struck into scraps by Heavenly Dao divine lightning...
Thus, Li Changshou had begun considering how to bring Xiong Lingli, whom the Carefree Immortal Sect had clearly grown tired of, back to Du Xian Sect.
Lesser Qiong Peak still had plenty of open land, and Li Changshou himself was ninety-eight percent confident he could keep this bear girl under control...
The remaining zero point two percent he reserved for the 'one' that escaped the Great Dao, as well as the uncertainty of the Heavenly Dao Lord.
Witches possessed the ability to shift mountains and fill seas;
If he brought Xiong Lingli back into the sect and carefully nurtured her, then perhaps