Looking at the departing backs of Jiang Chengxuan and his wife, a disciple beside Hai Zhen said,
"Shifu, should we…?"
As he spoke, he made a throat-cutting gesture.
Daoist Hai Zhen was a little tempted, but in the end, he shook his head.
"If they agreed to enter the valley, we might be able to do it.
But now…"
Hai Zhen did not say the rest, but the disciple beside him already understood.
He couldn't help but say with indignation, "Shifu, is there really no other way?"
Hai Zhen sighed and said, "Yunpeng, I know how you feel. It's not easy for you to see something that can help you form the core. It's inevitable that I can't let it go.
However, you have to understand that the most important thing for us cultivators is to know our limits.
Not everyone can get their hands on anything they want.
If we are not careful, we will bring disaster to ourselves."
