In another room of the treasure ship.

Ren Youyou sat alone, uncertain, uneasy, and utterly despondent. 

She was originally quite eager for a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator like Li Miaohong to attack. She figured he was more than strong enough to take Su Yi down with ease.

Who’d have thought that Su Yi wouldn’t even need to get involved? Someone else killed Li Miaohong where he stood!

Just thinking back to that bloody, violent spectacle left her terrified and out of sorts. It cast a shadow over her heart.

“Youyou, if you don’t want to get swept up into this storm, whatever you do, don’t leak a word of what happened on Broken Dragon Cliff,” Zhang Yuntao said in a low voice, his expression utterly solemn and grave.

Ren Youyou said in a daze, “Martial Uncle Zhang, I can’t even tell our seniors in the sect?”

Zhang Yuntao nodded and sighed. “Li Miaohong was the Qingyi Dao Sect’s third inner sect elder, a famous Spiritual Manifestation cultivator. His death is sure to stir up enormous waves. Given the circumstances, we’re better off pretending we know nothing. We absolutely cannot allow ourselves to get mixed up in this.”

Ren Youyou’s delicate frame quivered, and she nodded...