Moreover, War Faction might not be of one heart. Even if the scholar didn’t want to do it, what about the others?

Staying low was the best choice right now. For example, hiding in the mountains and cultivating for several centuries until the heat dies down.

Feiyun cupped his fist and politely refused: “Thank you, Grandpa, it’s just that I still have things to do. I’ll visit you when I have time in the future.”

Grandpa Bi didn’t force the issue. He bid farewell and left in a hurry, seemingly trying to run away from someone.

Feiyun pondered for a bit before spreading his phoenix wings and flying among the clouds.

Several days later, he secretly snuck back into Nine-abyss. This place was a mess....