Faced with the old woman's hesitation, Jiang Yuechu raised an eyebrow.
A hint of curiosity shone in her pitch-black eyes.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
At that,
the old woman sighed, a helpless, bitter smile tugging at her shriveled face. "Actually, this might not be a bad thing... If that old dog Xuan Yang really takes the Star Palace, then staying in this world and stubbornly grinding away, hoping to someday stand on equal footing with the Dao Orthodoxies... would undoubtedly be a dead end."
"Most Dao-Union Relics already have owners."
"If you seized one or two, your abilities might be enough to handle the consequences."
"But if you seized too many, those old monsters who control the Dao-Union Relics aren't fools. Sooner or later, they'd set aside their differences and join forces to kill you, the anomaly."
The old woman stared intently at the black-robed girl before her.
"What's more, the talent you've displayed is simply terrifying. Reaching the Chessmaster Realm in a little over ten days-such speed has already struck fear into those Supreme Seats who imagine themselves so far above everyone else."
"That old dog Xuan Yang is a deeply calculating man. He would never sit idly by and watch someone utterly beyond his control grow unchecked in this world."
The old woman's tone gradually softened, carrying the earnestness of painstaking counsel.
"I know you're extraordinarily powerful, girl, far beyond ordinary cultivators of your realm. But however powerful you are, could you really fight all twenty-five lineages of the Eastern Region's Dao Orthodoxies alone?"
"Go to the Cloud-Dream Realm, and your gifts won't go to waste... There, you'll find a true, supreme Great Dao. Why not choose a safer path to immortality?"
Hunched over, the old woman continued to ramble.
"Even if we