Ksitigarbha's panic lasted no more than an instant before he calmed down again.
If he handled this poorly, today would become one of his Calamities of Death!
Things had changed far too quickly. At this moment, Ksitigarbha had no way to determine whether the Daoist Sect had deliberately targeted an unknown nobody like him, or whether all of this had truly just happened to coincide...
All Ksitigarbha could do now was gamble—gamble that his teacher would protect him.
Previously, he had offered the proposal to secretly take in a Primordial Chaos Fierce Beast for their own use; now, he had the merit of planning the Eastern Sea battle to add to the sect's foundation...
Thinking of this, the young Daoist felt incomparably depressed.
He had cultivated for several yuanhui, never once stepping into the spotlight. He had only recently returned from traveling through the Three Thousand Worlds, ready to make a grand display of his abilities. Yet after making only two moves, he had encountered such a crisis!
Could it be that he truly...
Had debuted in the Primordial Wilderness already at his peak?
He had thought the Eastern Sea battle plan would mark the beginning of his grand ambitions. Who would have thought that it would instead become the swan song of his own art of scheming?
Ksitigarbha sighed softly and slowly sat down.
Divine Beast Dilong shifted its enormous head and sent him a message. "Master, shouldn't we do something more?"
Ksitigarbha replied by voice transmission, "Teacher must have already been alerted. If I do more now, I may very well make a mistake. Better to wait quietly and let Teacher arrange everything."
Dilong lay there, listening to the chaotic thoughts from afar. Its thick, long tail swayed gently as it sent another message.
"Master, I reckon you're