After their conversation, Songfengzi had someone arrange a room for Lu Mian in the Daoist temple, telling him to continue his journey tomorrow.
Unable to refuse such hospitality, Lu Mian could only agree.
That evening, Lu Mian sat cross-legged on the bed.
Although I didn't probe him with the Unfathomable Divine Ability, Martial Uncle Songfengzi probably bears me no ill will.
Just what has happened in the Sunflame Sect for even him to be so reluctant to speak of it?
Lu Mian recalled his conversation with Songfengzi that day, his expression puzzled.
New Sun City was already one of the most remote cities under the Sunflame Sect's rule.
Yet it seemed fairly peaceful, with no signs of panic.
That suggested the Sunflame Sect's external problems weren't too serious at present. At the very least, it could still hold its ground.
That left internal problems.
With a force as vast as the Sunflame Ancestral Court, its internal factions were complex, and conflicts were only natural.
But judging by Songfengzi's tone, those conflicts might already have reached an irreconcilable point.
Another two days, and I'll reach the Sunflame Ancestral Court.
I'll take a look then. If things really don't work out, I'll have to come back to Martial Uncle Songfengzi.
Though his place is small, it's still within the Sunflame Ancestral Court's domain. I'll have access to the same techniques and resources while staying away from the sect's internal disputes.
Lu Mian made up his mind.
For now, all he wanted was to cultivate in peace until he reached the third realm: foundation establishment.
The night passed uneventfully.
Early the next morning, Lu Mian bade Songfengzi farewell and headed toward the Wutong Mountain Range.
He spent a day reaching the foot of Parasol Tree Mountain, then another day traveling through the mountains