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Li Cu suggested, "I'll go ahead to Dubu Mountain to gather some information. It will also give everyone a chance to prepare in advance."
Qi Xiaomian stopped her, saying, "No, that's too dangerous. It might alert the enemy."
In fact, if they wanted to gather news, there was already a suitable candidate in the capital. The Immortal Statue had personally urged him multiple times before the Tremor, refusing to delegate the task to anyone else. However, after the Tremor, he had hidden himself in the temple and dared not show his face. Li Cu had tried to sneak a glance at him several times; he was coiled up inside, not daring to let out even a breath, muttering for mercy.
It seemed that he must know about the situation underground.
Inside the temple, all the candles were extinguished, leaving it in complete darkness. Just then, the ground trembled again, causing the hall in front of Qi Xiaomian to shake as well. Even when the underground calmed down, it continued to tremble.
Was that underground creature really that terrifying? Qi Xiaomian asked as she moved further inside.
Seeing her approach, the Immortal Statue was startled. Although he had restrained his aura, there were still some arrangements left in the temple that should have detected anyone entering. Yet this person came in without any disturbance. Could it be that the frequent Tremors had damaged those arrangements?
"How did you get in?"
"Just like this," Qi Xiaomian replied casually. "Aren't you eager to take me to cultivate? I waited for you for a while but didn't see you come, so I thought I'd check on you. When are we leaving?"
"Didn't Niu Dali send you a message? Let's head to Dubu Mountain first and then make plans."
The Immortal Statue hoped to escape during their journey but was anxious about whether it would succeed.
Qi Xiaomian questioned him, "The royal family has given orders; with your prestige, you can refuse them. How can we let them delay our path to immortality?"
"What do you know!"
The Immortal Statue was used to making decisions without being questioned and snapped back sharply. His voice rose slightly in anger, momentarily forgetting to conceal his aura. The underlying fear reminded him of his situation; when he spoke again, his tone was furtive. "I have my own arrangements for this matter; we just need to wait a few more days. It won't delay anything. It's late now; immortals need their rest. You should leave this place."
"Are you not going to ask how my cultivation has been these past few days?" Qi Xiaomian stood firm.
The Immortal Statue was distracted and thought: It’s only been a few days; what progress could there be? Suddenly being called out by name in the palace—he didn’t know if it was from the one underground or from the royal family—and he didn’t dare inquire further. If it was the former, he would have no choice but to go on this trip with Qi Xiaomian; after all, having her along would provide an extra layer of safety.
If he couldn’t escape midway, perhaps he could force his way through; maybe he could hide for a while. Even though it was a modified body, there should still be a two or three percent chance of success.
Following Qi Xiaomian's words without much hope, the Immortal Statue asked casually and received an unexpected answer: "Eighty percent."
"What did you say?"
How could he learn so quickly!
At first, there were indeed some things he didn't understand, but during a tremor, the ground beneath him cracked open. His cultivation couldn't be easily interrupted; even with utmost caution, he inadvertently absorbed some energy from underground. Many of the blockages that had been difficult to break through suddenly cleared away, and his mind felt clearer than before. It seemed that in just a few days, he would be able to fully comprehend the teachings in the book.
If that were true, it would make sense, after all, that individual was truly remarkable.
"Immortal Statue," he exclaimed in surprise and delight, "Hurry up and show me your skills! Or should I set things up first?"
The setup took about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. "Immortal Statue" bled a little, gritting his teeth as he took out several spirit-infused stones. A small shielding formation spread out beneath his feet, covering an area of about five square meters.
After completing all this, "Immortal Statue" finally urged "Qi Xiaomian" to cultivate.
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