Having said this, he seemed afraid that Jiang Yuechu would leave the cave abode right then to pursue and kill him.
Xuan Yuanming dared not hesitate and hastily added, "Fairy, since that old bastard escaped, Cloud-Dream Palace must have an army outside to receive him. With the Little Heavenly General dead, they're almost certainly furious now that word has reached them. Outside the cave abode, they've probably spread a net across heaven and earth..."
In truth, such things were hardly uncommon in the Cloud-Dream Realm.
Whenever an Immortal-God Cave Abode opened, the various factions competed for Dao Paintings. If they lost inside, their Painting Realm cultivators would block the exit outside, ready to seize the spoils by force.
Cloud-Dream Palace was already powerful, with far more Painting-Realm Great Demons than the Nine Great Dao Sects. Relying on that strength, it had forcibly snatched countless opportunities from human hands.
Only on a few occasions, when the Nine Great Dao Sects had emptied their nests regardless of the cost, had they barely managed to protect what they brought out.
Jiang Yuechu showed little reaction to his words.
Leave... of course she would leave. She could hardly hide in this Immortal-God Cave Abode for the rest of her life.
But certainly not now.
She lowered her eyes and reached for the two wooden boxes containing the Dao-Union Relics.
"Put away the rest. Go to Chang'an for me and deliver those things to the emperor of Great Tang. Give him my name."
At her words, Xuan Yuanming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as his mistress had no intention of immediately charging outside with her spear, he was willing to undertake any errand.
He quickly gathered all the Storage Bags on the ground.
Then he respectfully cupped his hands and bowed.
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