"Young master, farewell!"
"I'll head to the Xiling Household first!"
Daoist Elmwood turned into a streak of light and left.
There was nothing he could do about this sort of thing.
In all fairness, He Pingsheng had shown him tremendous kindness.
Not only had he brought him out of the Profound Demon Heavenly Ruins, he had also given him a supreme-grade Supreme Profound Immortal Apricot, helping him break through to the peak of the great all-encompassing golden immortal twelfth layer.
Such kindness already far surpassed what his sect had done for him.
Moreover, in a certain sense, his debt to his sect had already been wiped clean back when he had been hunted down and fallen into the Profound Demon Heavenly Ruins.
On the other hand, Jinku was right, too.
He Pingsheng could choose not to hold Great Horn accountable.
But what about Li Mu!
Great Horn had harmed Li Mu so terribly, keeping him suppressed in the Nine Thunder Heavenly Well for so long. If he went to slaughter Great Horn's family in revenge,
then not only would Elmwood be unable to stop him, even He Pingsheng would be unable to stop him.
This was no longer He Pingsheng's affair.
There were only two things Elmwood could do.
First, eradicate the Xiling Household!
Second, never tell his wife what had happened here.
"Put him away. Make talisman paper for me later!"
He Pingsheng gestured with his lips, and Purple Spirit put Dao Lord Great Horn's corpse into the magical treasure's space.
As for Xiling Wanli, Jinku put him away.
Someone like that deserved to suffer for trillions upon trillions of years.
After that, He Pingsheng sat beside Zhou Qingmei, waiting for her to wake up.
There were far too many questions and matters he needed to discuss with