"E-Elder Ding! F-Fellow Daoist Taiping! Isn't this far too risky? That's... that's... B-Blightbone!"
Hearing that Xu Taiping and the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage intended to hunt down that Blightbone, Mo Qingzhu grew so worried that he began stammering again.
It seemed he would stammer whenever he became nervous.
Xu Taiping glanced at Mo Qingzhu with a smile and said:
"Fellow Daoist Qingzhu, just stay aboard the Immortal Boat later. If the worst should happen, please take Venerable Mysterious Thunder's last words back to the Cultivation World."
Mo Qingzhu asked nervously:
"Th-then... what... what about you and E-Elder Ding?"
The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage smiled and patted Mo Qingzhu on the shoulder.
"Life and death are ordained by fate."
With that, he walked straight past Mo Qingzhu and headed directly toward the bow.
Xu Taiping also patted Mo Qingzhu on the shoulder.
"We're leaving it to you to deliver the message."
With that, he too strode to the bow and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage.
Mo Qingzhu opened and closed his mouth several times before murmuring:
"Y-you... why aren't either of you afraid of dying?"
Although Xu Taiping heard Mo Qingzhu from where he stood at the bow, he did not answer. Instead, he fixed an unblinking stare on the distant Blightbone.
The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage did the same.
Clearly, to these two martial artists, the question was not worth answering.
Then, as he watched that terrifying-looking Blightbone finish gnawing away one of Venerable Mysterious Thunder's thighs, Xu Taiping finally asked the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage:
"Great Sage, can we strike now?"
The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage shook his head.
"Not yet."
He explained:
"Blightbone is extremely vigilant when it first begins feeding. It will notice even the slightest rustle of wind through grass."
Xu Taiping frowned.
"When would be a