Along the long road of cultivation, it had always been others who owed him favors. Unless absolutely necessary, Su Shi'er was certainly unwilling to owe anyone anything.
As for what exactly had happened to Xuan Jiang's true body, everything remained mere conjecture for now. Until he understood it clearly, he could not possibly jump to conclusions so lightly.
Whether cultivating immortality or conducting oneself in the world, one had to be responsible for oneself and for those around them.
Without that sense of responsibility and resolve, when trouble came knocking, so many friends would never have thought to lend him a helping hand.
Of course, he had his own reasons for daring to act this way.
When the people from the Moon Palace and the Demon Race had ambushed him earlier, everything had happened too suddenly for him to use his greatest trump card—the Immortal Body Puppet.
But if he could confirm the whereabouts of a Tribulation Crossing stage Great Demon from the Moon Palace or the Demon Race, with the enemy in the light and himself in the shadows, he would have ample time to prepare in advance.
If possible, he would not mind forcibly using the Immortal Body Puppet to kill one or two Tribulation Crossing stage Great Demons from the Moon Palace or the Demon Race.
If he chose to flee this time, what awaited him in the future would surely be endless pursuit and slaughter—pursuit by beings at the Tribulation Crossing stage.
Now that they knew he possessed spatial means, they would undoubtedly make an issue of that in the future.
Rather than remain passive, it was better to use killing to stop killing. Once he killed until they were afraid, they would naturally have no choice but to show more fear and hesitation when targeting