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She suggested.

Xie Qi: “…”

He had never heard anyone belittle the Hundred Legs Jade Space to a mere thing before.

It was a place in the Qianyuan Plane that everyone yearned to enter, but unfortunately, the Hundred Legs Jade Space had always been under the control of the Sect Master of the Thousands of Demons Sect. Even their Evil Sect needed to curry favor with the Thousands of Demons Sect to gain entry into the Hundred Legs Jade Space.

In the mouth of this lady, a place that everyone aspired to visit had been reduced to nothing but a trifle?

Just how many amazing places had they been to?

“Madam wishes to proceed to the Thousands of Demons Sect? But weren’t we…”

Wan Yu paused in his speech, glancing up at Xie Qi and the other two, then held his tongue on what he was about to say next.

“Do the three of you have other matters to attend to?”

The Ninth Elder stepped forward and asked softly, yet as soon as his words fell, he felt an oppressive force attacking him directly, nearly pushing him back.

He looked up to meet the icy gaze of Qian Jiyun, which was locked on him.

Instantly, cold sweat began to seep down his back, and a faint trace of perspiration formed on his forehead as he unconsciously held his breath.

The fifth elder also sensed it, his hands ready. If Qian Jiyun dared to make a move, he could save the Ninth Elder, ensuring that he wouldn’t be killed outright.

Yet, he did not understand. The Ninth Elder had merely asked a casual question; how had he managed to touch this man’s taboo?

Much to his surprise, Xie Qi felt nothing of the sort and was still looking at Qian Jiyun nonchalantly, his eyes almost asking if they still needed to go to some special place.

Could it be that place was even more important than the Hundred Legs Jade Space of the Thousands of Demons Sect?

“Qian Jiyun.”

An Jiuyue extended her hand, placing it over the man’s hand resting on the table.

Qian Jiyun then retracted the oppression and his gaze, picking up chopsticks to serve An Jiuyue some dishes.

“Eat more. You need to nourish two now.”

“Mhm.”

An Jiuyue nodded, her gaze flicking towards Wan Yu.

Wan Yu caught on and immediately turned to look at the Ninth Elder, flashing him a grin.

“Elder, where we are heading is not for you to inquire. It’s best… if you remain unaware,” he said bluntly.

Of course, his words were not without reason. They were planning to annihilate the Thousands of Demons Sect. It wouldn’t be good if they were made aware of that, so better not to ask, because even if asked, they wouldn’t tell, right?

Hearing this, the Ninth Elder’s somewhat yellow teeth nearly ground together in anger.

He was an old man well into his fifties; even if not universally respected in the Qianyuan Plane, he still had some regard. Yet, he had been silenced by such a young man.

If this were to be known, how could he continue to hold his head high in the Qianyuan Plane?

Yet he could say nothing, knowing that if it came to a head-on fight, he simply was no match for the man before him.

“I spoke out of turn, momentarily forgetting the taboos of traveling abroad,” he said, drawing in a deep breath, apologizing for his rashness, and secretly admonishing himself never to let such an incident occur again.

Once was enough to nearly lose all his dignity; a second time would mean he could no longer face anyone outside his door.

“It’s good you understand, elder,”

Wan Yu said with a smile, then turned his attention back to An Jiuyue.