I managed to survive.
Yet my foundational roots have been almost entirely destroyed.
Perhaps a hundred years would suffice to restore my demi-saint battle power, but I fear there will be no further progress in this lifetime, and a hundred years...
In view of the big picture, by then, it would all be too late!
Instead of this, it's better to stay put in the Divine Relics.
Once Xu Xiaoshou completes his mischief outside and draws Ai Cangsheng away, it would be safest for the few of us to cautiously return the way we came.
"Stop thinking about it."
Elder Sang waved his hand dismissively and glanced at Water Ghost disapprovingly, "Could anything you think of escape his vigilance? Don't you see who his master is!"
Water Ghost: "..."
Fine, fine, you and your apprentice are so great.
For no reason, he started thinking about his own worthless son, who couldn't hold a candle to them!
...
"If the opportunity is ripe, I want to go out."