"So does that mean Miss Ying'er is at Imperial Dragon Pass now?" Cai'er did not know why, but she seemed inexplicably interested in such matters.
"Quite the opposite." Saint Moon shook his head. "She returned to Myriad Beast Pass, the headquarters of her Soul Temple."
"..."
"Let me tell you something else you don't know. That girl, Chen Ying'er, is just like you, Cai'er, and like Yue Chen and Long Haochen. All of you have already been chosen as successors by your temples." Since practically all the senior officials of the Temple Alliance already knew these things, and his great-granddaughter was hardly an outsider, while Long Haochen belonged to the Knight Temple, Saint Moon saw no harm in telling them. "Her innate internal spiritual power is as high as ninety-three. She is the Soul Temple's Soul Saintess. As long as she develops without incident, she will inevitably become the Soul Temple's next Temple Master."
"So Miss Ying'er is the Soul Saintess..." Understanding dawned on Long Haochen's face when he learned this. "No wonder she could use the Gate of Life back at that Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament with only fourth-tier cultivation, when only eighth-tier Spirit Emperors should be able to use it."
"...I'm not telling you all this just for your entertainment." Saint Moon fell silent for a moment. "I want you to understand that, before the Holy War comes, you need to put the greater good first."
"...I understand." Long Haochen naturally understood what Saint Moon meant, but he also had a good idea of what Cai'er would think.
He knew that Cai'er's promise to live and die together was not merely words. Given her temperament, she might really do something like that.
"Cai'er, if you truly want to go to Imperial Dragon Pass with him, I won't