Shangling City, the Yuanen Family Ancestral Hall.
Leng Yaozhu pulled Li Zha aside, her expression solemn and serious.
"Zha'er, I can let you do as you please with anything else. Even when you wanted to kill people from Shrek, I didn't say a word."
"But not the Holy Spirit Cult!"
"People from Shrek are still human. Those lunatics in the Holy Spirit Cult aren't even human anymore! If you provoke them like this, they might stop at nothing to kill you!"
Leng Yaozhu earnestly tried to talk some sense into him.
Even though she was a level-99 Limit Douluo,
the Holy Spirit Cult's fighting strength was by no means weak.
If they let their guard down one day and the Holy Spirit Cult successfully ambushed Li Zha, anything they said afterward would be too late.
"Teacher, there's no need to panic. The Holy Spirit Cult wouldn't spare a glance for a small fry like me."
Li Zha really wasn't afraid of them.
The Holy Spirit Cult was busy planning to blow up Shrek.
Compared with a three-ring Soul Elder like him, Yun Ming and the others at Shrek were far taller trees for the wind to buffet.
"That may be true, but..."
As Leng Yaozhu spoke, the Soul Guidance Communicator at her waist suddenly rang.
Irritated, she pulled it out, about to reject the call, only to catch the caller's saved name out of the corner of her eye.
Little sister!
Leng Yaozhu's eyes widened.
Ever since her younger sister, Leng Yulai, had disappeared,
she had never changed her Soul Guidance Communicator number.
She had been afraid that, if Leng Yulai was still alive and tried to contact her someday, she wouldn't be able to reach her.
Who would have thought!
Today, right now, she had actually called!
"I need