Stepping out of Chen Xiaojun's tranquil courtyard, Chen Cong watched Chen Yu leisurely, a scrutinizing gleam in his eyes.
He spoke slowly, his voice tinged with amusement. "That torrent of words you just used to get Xiaojun to make a decision-you aren't really planning to take the risk, are you?"
"Xiao Yi is indeed the best candidate, but she's unconscious and can't absorb it herself. The risks are impossible to predict."
"Unlike the completely risk-free Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, if something really goes wrong with the Yin-Yang Twin Lives Flower and anything happens to her-a genius who stands shoulder to shoulder with Xiaojun-how would we answer to the Azure Vine Clan?"
"Not to mention that elusive Deity behind her, whose attitude remains unclear."
Chen Yu rolled his eyes slightly, seemingly disdainful of Chen Cong's concerns. "Would I be that reckless? When the time comes, we can do this..."
He leaned close to Chen Cong and whispered in his ear, a subtle smile appearing on his face.
Understanding dawned on Chen Cong after he listened. He immediately gave a thumbs-up. "You really are devious. Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! My hat's off to you!"
Chen Yu remained unmoved. He glanced at Chen Cong and said flatly, "Wipe that look off your face. It's too fake."
Chen Cong smiled faintly. The atmosphere between them suddenly grew subdued, taking on a subtle tension.
Chen Cong changed the subject. "Xiaojun's Fish Intestine Sword has been unsealed and evolved, and his Soul Ring has passed the ten-thousand-year mark. What are you planning next?"
Chen Yu frowned slightly. "That really is a thorny problem. How strong is Xiaojun now?"
Chen Cong considered briefly before replying, "His normal combat strength is already at the Soul Ancestor level. If he uses his strongest moves, he can match a Soul