Xue Qingcheng smiled and said confidently, "Lin Mo, aren't you underestimating me a little?"
"I may not have as many Divine Ability legacies as you, but I'm still at the spirit transformation pinnacle, a Half-Step Tribulation Transcendence cultivator. Across the entire Divine Land, I rank among the very best."
"Even if I really encounter the Saint King, I might not be his match, but surely I could at least escape?"
Lin Mo frowned, still somewhat hesitant.
Feng Xu and Mo Qing spoke up. "Fellow Daoist Lin, we'll stay behind too."
"Although our cultivation is meager, we can at least lend Miss Qingcheng a hand and help her gather intelligence. That way, we can look out for one another."
"Very well."
Lin Mo nodded and said solemnly, "Miss Qingcheng, Senior Feng, Senior Mo, you must be careful."
"In a foreign land, we aren't masters of our own fate. This is the Dry Jade Continent, after all-the Saint King's domain."
"Even if you fail to gather any intelligence, you absolutely must not take reckless risks and put yourselves in danger."
Qin Baochuan, Luo Lan, and the others put their counterfeit Soul-Locking Cuffs back on and continued working at the construction site and the Quarry, concealing their strength and biding their time.
Lin Mo rode the Nine-Colored Auspicious Clouds out of Bluestone Ghost City alone, setting off for the Illusory Void Forest.
As he left, Lin Mo discovered that Bluestone Ghost City had already been placed under martial law, with soul slaves guarding all four gates.
It seemed his earlier guess had been correct. The Saint King would never let today's incident at the Nether Seclusion Temple rest so easily.
He had to hurry on this journey, find Venerable Buyi as soon as possible, and ask him to show him the way through