"Master..."
"Master, are you all right?"
"Master, hadn't you been planning this for a long time?"
"Why did you leave without saying a word?"
"Aren't you taking her with you?"
"What if her senior sister still makes trouble for her after waking up?"
"..."
A moment later, although Lu Shang had not replied, he had already made up his mind.
"Several thousand years ago, cultivators in the Heavenly South did surround and attack a Deity Transformation cultivator. They failed to kill him, but they still injured him quite badly."
"But that wouldn't mean much to me."
"If I reach Deity Transformation, trying to surround and kill me with nothing but Mortal World cultivators and formations would most likely be a fool's dream."
"Besides, Wei Wuya doesn't have a hole in his head. He certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to do that. That Deity Transformation cultivator from several thousand years ago had already crossed swords with the Righteous and Demonic Paths many times. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been surrounded and attacked even after his lucky breakthrough."
"You're right, Master. It's indeed unlikely that this matter alone would stir up storms throughout the Heavenly South. As for anything else, with your abilities, why concern yourself too much? Once you spend a little time in secluded cultivation and reach the Nascent Soul late stage, or even Deity Transformation, nothing in the Human Realm will be able to stand in your way."
Silvermoon flew with Lu Shang for several hours like this. "What do you plan to do next, Master?" she asked.
"Return to the sect. My cultivation has been recovering in a rather inexplicable way. After that battle just now, it happened to return to early-stage great perfection, but it feels a little unstable. I plan to stabilize my cultivation and restore