For the First Time in Ten Thousand Years, the Reclusive Clans Joined Forces with a Sect

The more Li Zi thought about it, the more frantic she became.

No wonder!

No wonder the Demon Prince had been saved in the book!

Ran Zirou had happened to get her blood on that Hairpin.

Luck!

Why had it been Ran Zirou, and not someone like Fifth Senior Sister, who hated the Devil Race with every fiber of her being?

Luck!

Why had Si Le, the Demon Prince, been able to grow up safely in the Cultivation World without anyone noticing?

Luck!

Every one of those coincidences had come down to luck!

Luck Si Le had drained from this enormous clan!

Unease gnawed at her. She had to destroy that Formation as soon as possible!

She looked around, her pleading gaze passing over Ji Zheng and Zhu Min.

Senior Brother and Senior Sister will believe me.

Zhu Min caught her signal and nodded. Then she said coolly, "I wonder if you have a room where my junior sister can change. Her clothes are dirty. I'll take her to put on something clean."

The Clan Leader hesitated, then waved a hand. "Very well. Go ahead."

Li Zi gripped Zhu Min's hand so tightly that sweat soaked her palm.

Once Li Zi had gone, Ji Zheng finally had room to speak.

He told them about Li Zi's inner thoughts and the plans among the major Sects, mixing truth with falsehood and sharing only what he could. He needed to win the Clan Leader's trust.

It took a long while for the Pu Clan members to barely accept what they had heard.

"You're saying the one chatting with that young lady is a book Artifact Spirit with the power to foresee the future? And everything that Artifact Spirit says comes true?"

This time, even Song Wanbai nodded with absolute certainty. "That's right."