"Fellow Daoist Cui, you jest. This old woman was merely making a joke. Fellow Daoist Cui's reputation precedes him; even without swearing an oath in public, this old woman naturally trusts you."
Daoist Nun Shenwei's body swayed slightly. When she looked again at the man before her, there was less wariness and vigilance in her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her face.
Since Cui Shaolin had already sworn an oath before everyone, she naturally let down much of her guard.
Her words grew all the more pleasant as well.
As for oath agreements and the like, they might restrain the Loose Immortal from before, but not necessarily the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, who was likewise at the Spirit Severing stage and had always been famed for his unfathomable methods.
However... whether this oath truly held binding force was not important.
What mattered was that he had sworn it publicly. Once he broke the agreement, it would be Tiandao Palace's entire reputation that suffered.
For the prestigious Tiandao Palace and its Holy Son, such consequences were even more serious than the backlash of a broken oath.
"Many thanks for Fellow Daoist Shenwei's trust. It seems this one was somewhat too hasty!"
Cui Shaolin spoke with a smile.
He knew full well that if he had not sworn an oath in public, the person before him would never have spoken with such an attitude.
Yet he was a shrewd old hand himself. There was no need to speak aloud what both sides understood.
"Fellow Daoist Cui mentioned earlier that the Loose Immortal brat had safely left the Immortal Tomb and already entered this Quicksand Land. Where did this information... come from?"
Daoist Nun Shenwei also knew why they had come to the Quicksand Land this time.
She no longer