Blazing spiritual radiance dazzled the senses.
Though both of them were well traveled and knowledgeable, the sight of so many Spirit Treasures spread carelessly across the ground like dirt and stones still struck them hard.
Then there were the immortal bird's teasing words, beneath which lay an unmistakable pressure:
"Could the two of you truly resist?"
That was no lie.
Or rather, these were the words of a Purple Mansion True Person. Even if those divine powers were dying, neither dared disbelieve them.
"You are right, True Person. It is just..."
Jiang Yang nodded, hesitation showing on his face.
The Spirit Crane's greatest fear right now was that he would not believe it. Seeing his expression, it immediately offered generously:
"If you have any concerns, speak freely. After all, I am no demon..."
Hard to say.
Jiang Yang grumbled inwardly, still uneasy. The gentler the other party's manner became, the more misgivings he had.
Spirit Treasures and spirit resources were wonderful, and no one ever complained of having too many, but one had to survive to claim them.
Yet this was a grotto-heaven. Why could a gravely wounded Purple Mansion cultivator not hide here? Who had inflicted those injuries? And to whom was this supposed letter to be delivered? The pit concealed behind all this was far too obvious. One careless step, and the consequences would be impossible to predict.
That was why Jiang Yang had resisted all along.
Although its words were gentle, their unspoken meaning was clear.
—I may not be a demon, but do not force me to act like one.
Their standing was far from equal. Helpless as he was, Jiang Yang could only try to clarify the circumstances as much as possible, so the two of them would not be drawn into some whirlpool.
"True