Standing on the fertile land of the ridge, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset.
Yan Xi looked at the completely unconcerned Bai Shasheng, a faint trace of worry appearing on her face.
She had long known of Bai Shasheng's audacity, but she hadn't expected him to be daring to such an extent.
Even if the superior didn't really mind Bai Shasheng disseminating the Taiping Tao's scriptures, spreading those teachings on such a scale is not so simple.
Yan Xi hadn't forgotten that all that knowledge came from an unknown Exotic God.
Although apart from certain outrageous theories, those books didn't involve information like worshiping Evil Gods.
But it couldn't stop others from not knowing this, wantonly spreading those books would only bring Bai Shasheng unnecessary mortal peril.
In fact, within the Immortal Mountain Archipelago now, cultivators have already proposed to purge the books disseminating "heretical doctrines."
