"A twelfth-grade Red Lotus?"
In a solemn hall in remote Major Chiliocosm, in a corner covered by layers of barriers…
Bai Ze frowned and muttered. He looked at Li Changshou's paper effigy and pondered.
"Could it be that Jie School is really plotting this? From the perspective of benefits, Jie School indeed needed such treasures. However, the Grandmaster of Heaven was open and aboveboard. There was no reason for him to secretly do that.
According to the Grandmaster of Heaven's personality, even if the snow lotus seed had to take root in the sea of blood, at most, ten thousand immortals would appear and create a huge array in the sea of blood.
With the current strength of Jie School, as long as the Saint does not attack, the Western Sect and Chan School will not be able to shake Jie School."
"That's right. There are indeed many suspicious points."
Li Changshou said, "In the ancient times, do you know who obtained the third lotus seed?"
