It looked like there was truly no escaping this trip!
After silently lamenting for a moment, Su Shi'er felt as though the two of them had him completely calculated.
His thoughts turned, and he still refused to give up.
After thinking it over, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly asked carefully,
"With the abilities of you two seniors, could you not find other Nascent Soul Stage experts to lend their aid? Why go to such lengths to kill the Fire Flood Dragon and refine an unconventional weapon like the Candle Dragon Arrow?"
Xu Santong raised a brow, snorted through his nostrils, and grunted. "Kid, do you really think Nascent Soul cultivators are so easy to invite?"
"The war between the Three Sects is a life-and-death slaughter. Anyone who reaches the Nascent Soul Stage can walk sideways wherever they go. Unless victory is certain, who would rashly step into such a battle of life and death?"
Xu Santong fired off three questions in succession, leaving Su Shi'er speechless for a time.
Only after Xu Santong finished did Leng Yan continue, "There are not absolutely no Nascent Soul cultivators wandering beyond the various factions of Muyun Prefecture."
"But unless they were raised by our own sect, Nascent Soul cultivators are all unstable factors. Even if someone were willing to participate, who could guarantee that they did not harbor ulterior motives?"
"Even if someone truly wished to help, we would not dare place the survival of the sect in another's hands."
Su Shi'er nodded. He was not surprised by this situation in the slightest.
He had only asked because he still harbored a trace of luck.
Being calculated by others, risking his life, and receiving not the slightest benefit in return—if there had been even the tiniest possibility, he would not have wanted