Right after Xiao Hu joined Daji's banner, and the two vanished from the Outer Sea, Zuixian raced back to the White Immortal sect, confused on whether he should warn his aunt, or keep this threat to himself. There should be no debate. No one could guarantee that Daji had revealed her entire army, or couldn't build a stronger one on her way to assault the East. After all, with the Eastern Imperial clan as her target, she'd need more than rank-six Ordained Beasts for a chance at victory. Perhaps her plans would stretch across decades, or involve foxy tricks known only to her. Perhaps she'd start within days. Regardless, for the sake of the Eastern Continent's cultivation world, Zuixian had to put the White Immortal Sect on notice—however...he didn't.
Each time that Zuixian considered warning Zi Yao, Xiao Hu's face would flash in his mind, eventually suppressing the critical news.
