Dong Chen fell silent for a moment at those words, then asked, "Fellow Daoist Red Candle, did you see something?"
As a variant Candle Dragon, Red Candle had wielded authority over cosmic light, the sun and moon, radiance, and more at the height of his power. In the kingdom he once ruled, Red Candle had been called the god who governed fate and fortune, the god who divided day from night, the god who stirred cosmic light, and many other names.
Even though his divine position had now shattered, he still surpassed the vast majority of Dao Realm cultivators in foresight and perception.
At the very least, Dong Chen believed himself inferior to Red Candle in those two regards.
Correspondingly, Red Candle shared the hobby of all prophecy practitioners: he liked to say half and leave half unsaid.
"I saw some things. But you know as well as I do that, for people like us, the future is never fixed. Even if one sees the truth, external forces may still interfere with it. So it would be better for me to make the trip myself and forge a good karmic bond."
"I knew you'd say that!"
Already somewhat accustomed to it, Dong Chen pointed a finger, and a fifth-grade lotus blossomed before him. As it emerged, its petals gradually became translucent, as though carved from a piece of purple crystal clear within and without. Amid that clarity, misty purple qi coiled around it.
"Go!" Dong Chen took out the wish-granting scepter and shattered the lotus with a strike. The misty purple qi rose, transforming into a pure sacred purple radiance brimming with vigorous life, which enveloped Red Candle and sealed the wounds all over his body.
"My fifth-grade Purple Radiance Treasure Lotus can protect you for five days at most.