As she spoke, Bai Yu was ready to set off.
Chen Zhixing rolled his eyes at this and added casually, "Your Senior Sister Qiluo should know."
"Senior Sister Qiluo knows? How is that possible! Did Master Huayu tell you?"
"No, I guessed."
"Then how can you be so sure!"
Bai Yu didn't listen to Chen Zhixing, or rather, it didn't matter if what Chen Zhixing said was true or not. The important thing was to persuade Huayu Immortal Venerable to return to the Celestial Profound. As long as this could be achieved, everything else was a minor detail.
After Bai Yu hurriedly left, inside the treehouse, Chen Zhixing lay lazily on the rocking chair, finding the whole situation exceedingly amusing.
"If a Holy Land that has been renowned for over ten thousand years truly needs one person to hold it all together, then what is the purpose of this Sect's existence?"
Chen Zhixing did not know, nor did he wish to find himself in the same predicament in the future, because that would be...
