Withdrawing his spiritual consciousness from the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, Lěng Yè slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. Although his conversation with the Nine-Spirit Primordial Saint gave him a deeper understanding of destiny, regretfully, it brought no practical help to his current predicament. Lěng Yè still had to rely on his own wits to find a way out.
"Strange, when did I decide to get myself mixed up in this messy business?" Lěng Yè couldn't help asking himself. He had originally come here to deal with Yě Chóngshàn, so how had he suddenly ended up plotting for Yě Jiāxīn and helping the Yě family through a crisis?
"Sigh, I might as well just walk away and be done with it." Lěng Yè pinched the bridge of his nose, struggling to sit up, his mind in complete turmoil.
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