Had Wen Jing gone a little too far this time?
Inside Spirit Mountain's great hall, Li Changshou, seated near the entrance, pondered this inwardly. His Clear and Empty Dao Heart turned slightly, suppressing his tangled thoughts.
This was before Saint Jieyin. Better to play it safe and not let his thoughts run wild.
What if Saint Jieyin possessed some mind-reading ability...
Eh, that was unrealistic. If Saint Jieyin could truly see through a Qi Refiner's Dao Heart, Daoist Wen Jing would never have lived to this day.
So-called insight into people's hearts usually came from an extremely detailed understanding of the target's temperament, character, and past, allowing one to infer what they were thinking.
A classic case of "experience suppression."
A Saint's strength lay in their own realm and in their level of existence.
When Daoist Wen Jing's cave abode had been exposed, Li Changshou had secretly observed through a Paper Daoist mixed among the Heavenly Generals and discovered that this Daoist Wen Jing...
Had rather good taste. Her cave abode had mountains and water, simple elegance tinged with a faint individuality.
It was just that, when surrounded by Jin Peng and the Heavenly Generals, she had acted somewhat overbearing.
The Phoenix Clan's forceful Kong Xuan, Blood Sea's ruthless Wen Jing—Li Changshou suddenly realized that although these two great beauties were both utterly devoted to the Great Mage, they were both rather "strong-willed."
Sigh. Now that things had come to this, he could only offer the Great Mage his blessings.
After some brief deliberation, Li Changshou quickly arrived at the safest plan.
When Wen Jing came over, he would leave her hanging.
He would have her stand outside the hall for a while. Once the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals outside had nearly finished clearing out the fiendish beasts and demons,