"Beyond the Mundane was both a realm and a name for the mysterious lands beyond the mortal world. It held countless opportunities, but its dangers were unfathomable. At their present levels of cultivation, if those two truly came into contact with it, calling the outcome uncertain would be putting it mildly. They would be in extraordinary danger!"
High in the sky, amid the clouds, Hanyanzi sat cross-legged on a cloud and spoke in a low voice.
Then a somewhat cold, hard voice came from the Long Sword on his back. "If that's so, why didn't you stop them by force?" A faint tremor ran through the voice, like a sheet of iron scraping across a Steel Blade.
Hanyanzi sighed before answering. "From the start, I knew I couldn't persuade Dianyunzi. I doubt I could have persuaded Master Soaring either."
The Long Sword said, "Then why not confine them by force?"
"Didn't you already see?" Hanyanzi sighed again. "Because I had no confidence I could win!"
"It seems you regret it now. That's rather different from what you said at the training ground."
Hanyanzi fell silent. After a while, he said, "Of all the cultivators in the Immortal Sect, I must have been among the first few to meet Master Soaring."
The Long Sword chuckled. "I knew that much. Peach Blossom mentioned it. She said you declared at the time that you had no need of one more immortal."
Hanyanzi's eyelid twitched. He shook his head and sighed.
After all, he had once had the chance to bring Chen Cuo into the Kunlun Sect.
The Long Sword seemed to understand how Hanyanzi felt. "I do see your reasoning. Kunlun has taken in quite a few Reincarnated Immortals over its history."
Hanyanzi let out a long breath. "Three years ago, Master Soaring