Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Gu Yiguan seemed to be lost in thought.

I wonder what he was thinking about.

You could even see some hesitation in her, which is extremely rare for Gu Yiguan. She always makes a move without regret, but in this game, she seemed a little indecisive.

Gu Yiguan only came to his senses when he heard Zhu Wuyao's voice.

She quickly concealed that hint of worry.

He nodded and said with a smile:

“If you were someone who only cared about empty fame and disregarded the bigger picture, Sect Leader Fang would not have entrusted you with the Heavenly Dao Fragment.”

Before his departure, Sect Leader Fang had already told Gu Yiguan everything about the past.

No one knows the true nature of the "other person" summoned after the scheme was set up to have "her" steal the spirit pen and create a secret realm near Dongji City.

Although there are restrictions, it's no different from opening a blind box.

Zhu Wuyao's personal qualities may not be considered SSR, but she is just right in every way to meet everyone's needs.

Gu Yi looked at her, recalling what Sect Leader Fang had said before he left—

"What this world is like has nothing to do with Zhu Wuyao."

"Whether for our own selfish interests or for the greater good of the world, we forcibly dragged this outsider into the muddy waters, secretly plotted against her, and manipulated her life."

"If possible, try to get her out of the game intact."

Gu Yiguan nodded in agreement.

Today, I will do my best to send Zhu Wuyao out of the game.

Gu Yiguan had explained the pros and cons to Zhu Wuyao, and she genuinely believed it to be true.

Zhu Wuyao was a very powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivator, but that was all.

If she went to Licheng, it would only add one Nascent Soul stage cultivator to the battle force; but the danger that Zhu Wuyao's appearance in Licheng brought to the overall situation could not be compensated by the combat power of a single Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Therefore, it would be entirely harmful and not beneficial for Zhu Wu to go to Licheng.

If they go, it will actually give the Juque Sect a new way out and increase their chances of winning.

Gu Yi glanced at Zhu Wuyao, then stood up and said:

"You have already broken ties with Zhaixinglou on the surface, so do not appear in front of your fellow disciples."

Zhu Wuyao nodded repeatedly and said:

"Don't worry, I won't reveal my whereabouts at this time. Where are you going?"

"Go to admire the flowers and the moon, drink tea and listen to music."

Zhu Wuyao: ...

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Night, Mohen Bookstore.

"If Licheng is defeated, should we not publish the next issue of 'Ten Thousand Volumes of Book Reviews'?"

Inside the banquet hall, Gu Lang looked at the sect leader of Zhaixinglou sitting in front of him and asked with some confusion.

Gu Yiguan nodded slightly and continued:

"Zhu Wuyao is a divination cultivator. She can not only see the current issue of 'Ten Thousand Books Review,' but also the contents of the next issue of the tabloid."

"I know that the authenticity of the tabloid is very important to Ink Trace Bookshop, so I will not allow the 'Ten Thousand Book Reviews' to be fabricated."

Upon hearing that Zhu Wuyao could see the next issue of the tabloid, Gu Lang immediately realized the reason for the Star-Picking Pavilion Master's trip.

He nodded immediately and said:

"I understand.

"The 'Ten Thousand Book Reviews' will follow your advice—"

"If Licheng is defeated, the next issue of the tabloid will not be published; if there is any news in that battle that Zhu Wuyao cannot know, it will not be written in the tabloid."

"I will do my best to help Zhu Wuyao avoid this calamity."

Gu Lang was filled with worry.

Over the years, every time he heard news about Zhu Wuyao, he would be terrified.

Life and death battles rage on, with powerful enemies lurking all around; there seems to be no peace.

Fortunately, news of old acquaintances always kept coming from the martial arts world.

Thinking that the world would return to peace after this battle, Gu Lang felt both worried and hopeful.

As the owner of "Mohen Bookstore", after receiving Zhu Wuyao's message, he immediately realized that he might have become a thorn in the side of the Juque Sect.

Previously, he could occasionally conceal his identity and go to the south to fight for justice.

He absolutely will not go now.

Unfortunately, despite having traveled the world together back then, the three of them never managed to get together to revisit Nanli in the decades that followed. Thinking back on those days, it all felt like a dream.

And Gu Lang has gone from a "young hero" to an "old hero".

"Also, if you can find Ji Yuezhang, tell her not to go to Licheng."

Gu Lang nodded repeatedly and said:

"Of course!

"Actually, when Miss Ji sent the manuscript, she also attached a letter saying that she would absolutely not go to the South at this time."

"If anyone uses her information as bait, do not believe it; it is absolutely fake."

"Even if someone does find her and take her away, Zhu Wuyao can only save a corpse."

"Let Zhu Wuyao live, and slowly avenge her. Make sure to kill them all, otherwise, she will never forgive Zhu Wuyao even as a ghost."

As he spoke, he quickly took out a letter.

There was a small lock hanging on it; it was a magical artifact. You needed to use spiritual power to write down the correct answer in order to unlock the seal.

Gu Yiguan nodded and accepted it, saying:

"I will pass it on to Zhu Wuyao."

Hearing Ji Yuezhang's instructions, Gu Yiguan felt much more at ease. This woman was indeed extremely intelligent.

After returning to the sect.

She handed the letter to Zhu Wuyao.

Zhu Wuyao took the letter somewhat blankly, then immediately sat up from his lying position and asked:

"You ran into her?"

Why did you go to Ink Trace Bookstore?

Gu Yi glanced at her and said, "The letter was delivered to the Star-Picking Tower."

Zhu Wuyao was somewhat skeptical.

In fact, she had always been suspicious of Gu Yiguan, and had even prepared herself for the possibility of being restricted in her movements and how to resist.

My gaze fell on the envelope.

It had a line written on it: "The place where we last met."

Zhu Wuyao recognizes this seal; if he answers incorrectly three times in a row, the letter will be destroyed.

Therefore, she was extra careful when writing with her spiritual power as a pen, as the two characters "Tongzhou" landed on the envelope...

"Ok?"

what happened?

Zhu Wuyao lowered his head, turned the envelope over, then turned it back over again, examined it carefully, and then looked up at Gu Yiguan, asking:

Is it broken?

Gu Yiguan glanced over here and said:

"It's not broken, you just answered incorrectly."

Zhu Wuyao frowned, pondered for a long time, and hesitantly uttered three words—

"South City"

The brass lock opened with a soft "click".

The letter attached to the envelope disappeared, and Zhu Wuyao murmured as he held the soft paper in his hand:

"She knows...she knows I've seen her..."

She had thought that she had only glanced at her old friend from afar in Nanli City that day, but she hadn't expected to startle her old friend and also receive a look back at her.

Zhu Wuyao took a deep breath.

Just as she untied the copper lock and was about to open the envelope, she suddenly looked up at Gu Yiguan, then waved her hand to create a spiritual shield around herself, trapping herself inside the small shell.

Then he carefully took out the letter and unfolded the paper.

The handwriting came into view.

Seeing the few osmanthus petals tucked between the pages of the letter, Zhu Wuyao's eyes filled with tenderness.

Gu Yiguan: ...