Chapter Eighteen: Tang Lao's Dilemma

>By the Soul Pool, Zhang Zishan looked at Li Shang and asked, "May I ask, Daoist friend, what kind of race are the Souls"Li Shang smiled faintly, without explanation. He merely roused his power slight...Setting the expectation to the minimum means choosing the lowest-ranked sect, and not being indecisive, meaning making only one choice.

If Lu Ye's understanding is correct, then Pang Hai's last words to him meant this.

The most important question is, whether you should trust him!

After a moment of thought, Lu Ye made his decision. He put down the brush in his hand and handed it to the bearded cultivator across from him along with his jade pendant. “Senior brother, I’ve made my choice.”

"Come now, think it over a bit more"

Lu Ye lowered his head and glanced at it: "No need."

My aptitude today is frighteningly low. Even if I chose a different sect, it probably wouldn't help. Rather than hope for the best, I might as well put my hopes on the last one, Bixue Sect. Pang Hai doesn't have to deliberately mock me; after all, I gave him two pieces of ore.

A female cultivator said: “The response from Wanmo Ridge is faster than expected. Several sects have already begun gathering troops, so we need to leave here quickly.”

" them. The girls looked at each other, obviously having made a decision long ago. Cai Xing spoke first: "We want to follow our senior brother, and we hope that senior brother won't refuse and will tak...