“Senior is just a replica…” said Zhang An. “It doesn’t matter if a replica dies. Number Two is in Li Hao’s river now and the senior’s mission is complete. Are you really unwilling to give up a replica?”0

“It’s not that, but that my replica can still function as a set of coordinates.” Celestial Pole waved him off. “My primary body is with New Martial. I have a hope of finding us only if my replica is here. The chances are very low once I leave!0

“Silver Moon has certainly drifted out of New Martial’s range and we may be very far away from home. You’re not a replica, so it’ll be very unlikely that your grandfather can find you. Only with my replica here do we stand a chance!”0

Upon further thought, Zhang An felt that the man made sense. But since Celestial Pole wasn’t willing to venture into the chaos, then… he stood almost no chance by himself. Although he’d left the world before, that was in the entourage of a powerhouse. He hadn’t been the leader of the group.0

“I don’t actually think leaving Silver Moon is our most pressing concern,” Celestial Pole continued. “The key is that the world is about to rise in status—that is no small matter. A major world might not notice...0