Luo Xuan descended the mountain even faster than Lü Yue had.
Lü Yue had at least gone to the Shang Camp to see Wen Zhong first.
Luo Xuan headed straight for West Qi.
By the time the military report reached Golden Turtle Island, the sky above West Qi was already half ablaze.
Lin Yuan did not even return to his cave abode.
He took the jade slip Duobao handed him and read it.
Then he turned and headed for the Life Lamp Hall.
The disciple on duty spotted him from afar.
His movements were already so practiced it almost hurt to watch.
He laid out the jade slip, brush, and travel log together.
"Where are you going, Daoist Heir?"
Lin Yuan sighed.
"West Qi."
"Who's accompanying you?"
Lin Yuan thought for a moment.
"Senior Sister Huo Ling."
The disciple continued writing.
"Anyone else?"
"Just the two of us for now."
The disciple looked up at him.
His gaze said it all.
New rules.
Don't go alone.
Lin Yuan said helplessly, "Senior Sister Huo Ling and I already make two."
"You said yourself, Daoist Heir, that for an important battlefield, we should go with three people rather than two whenever possible."
Lin Yuan: "..."
These people were now using his own words against him.
And they were getting increasingly good at it.
In the end, Lin Yuan brought Qin Wan along too.
Luo Xuan's battle involved fire arts, magical treasures, and formations.
Qin Wan would still be useful.
The three left the island.
Holy Mother Huo Ling laughed the whole way.
Her laughter gave Lin Yuan a headache.
"Senior Sister."
"What?"
"If you want to laugh, just laugh."
Holy Mother Huo Ling really did laugh aloud.
"Do you finally understand how annoying the rules you set can be?"
Lin Yuan remained