"If I'm not mistaken, that person was merely a wood spirit!"
The Lunar Star Lord's words immediately stirred waves in Lu Chen's heart.
"A wood spirit? So that guy really was just a puppet?"
"Precisely."
Lu Chen drew a sharp breath, his tone gradually turning grave. "The Cypress Four Generals, the Celestial Patrol Soldiers, plus the Severing Yin Grand Formation weren't enough—they even placed a wood spirit beside Chang Suqing. Three layers inside and three layers outside, protecting her so tightly. This Spirit Cypress Immortal's calculations really are thorough!
"The key is, so far I've only discovered that old man was a wood spirit. Who's to say there aren't other wood spirits in Chang Residence?"
He paused and swallowed. "My Lady, these wood spirits should be quite formidable, right?"
"If judged by the cultivation ranks of the mortal world, they would be at least sixth rank. And that is under the current suppression of the Heavenly Dao. In the past, the wood spirits enlightened by Him could have been eighth or even ninth rank. After all, He is an innate deity, the lord of cypresses. The wood spirits He creates are naturally no ordinary beings."
"Damn!" Lu Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Then with my fourth-rank cultivation, if I faced a sixth-rank wood spirit, wouldn't I be instantly killed in a single exchange? I wouldn't even have room to fight back."
He rubbed his hands together. "My Lady, at this point, I've thought through every method I can think of. The only thing I truly have no way to make up for is this gap in raw strength. You have to lend me a hand, or handling this matter will be far too risky!"
Yet the Lunar Star Lord gave a light laugh. "Registrar Lu, after