On a street in Yinling City, a spacious carriage slowly made its way toward the inn where Li Huowang was temporarily residing.
Inside the carriage, the wound-covered Li Huowang spoke gently to Bai Lingmiao.
"I was thinking, if the Immortal Sects truly intend to latch onto you for life, it would be better to use Shentu Gang's method than to let them drive you like a workhorse. His method has its risks, though. Whether or not you use it should depend on your specific situation."
Although Bai Lingmiao didn't seem to be threatened by the Immortal Sects for now, Li Huowang couldn't help but worry for her whenever he recalled Li Zhi's dying words.
Hearing this, Bai Lingmiao stared at him in surprise. "Is that man's chant really that contemptuous toward the Immortal Sects? Quick, tell me, what method was he talking about?"
