"That may be so, but the Sacred Spirit Cult is no easy opponent. Lin Wuyou is, after all, only at the mid-Nascent Soul Stage, and he is alone." Wan Jianyi narrowed his eyes as he continued.
Su Shi'er kept looking up at the sky, yet his voice rang out. "Don't worry! I believe he won't let us down!"
Wan Jianyi swept his gaze over Su Shi'er. "It isn't that Wan doubts Fellow Daoist Lin. It is simply that the agreed time is nearing its very end. If things truly do not work out, we must prepare our next move early."
"The demons of Cangshan are about to emerge. We cannot tie all our hopes to one place."
Listening to Wan Jianyi, Shen Luoyan wanted to say more, but she opened her mouth only to hesitate.
Naturally, she too wished to believe in Lin Wuyou. But when she thought of the Sacred Spirit Cult and the methods of the Cangshan demons, she did not know what else to say.
Su Shi'er also knew that Wan Jianyi harbored no ill intent, but the conviction in his heart did not waver in the slightest.
"If the agreed time arrives, we will leave this place and lead the Yun Ge Sect, along with as many cultivators and ordinary people from Muyun Prefecture as possible, out of Muyun Prefecture."
Wan Jianyi nodded. He was not afraid of taking risks, but he feared that Su Shi'er might act on impulse out of concern for his friendship with Lin Wuyou.
"That Fellow Daoist Su can think this way truly..."
He secretly let out a breath of relief and hurriedly continued.
But before he could finish, a ray of dawn descended from the sky, abruptly cutting off his words.
"This is... Lin Wuyou actually made the Sacred Spirit