Lie merely smiled, brushing off Sisi’s words without much thought.0

As Jiuyou had pointed out, Lie and the Sword Emperor followed paths vastly different from theirs. Although their divine senses did extend quite far, they were far from omnipresent. Most of the time, they still had to rely on updates in the Rankings of Troubled Times to glean distant developments.0

Judging from the recent announcements made through the Tome of Troubled Times, Zhao Changhe had been locked in fierce conflict across Kunlun. His plate was full. He had vanquished the Frost Chi, hunted the White Tiger, and cut down Papiyas. And now, Kunlun still held within it the chaotic presence of Ye Jiuyou, a demon of unmatched caliber. That alone would be more than enough to keep Zhao Changhe occupied.0

Who knew whether Zhao Changhe was even aware of the optimal time for the resurgence of the Spirit Tribe’s land? And even if he did know, would he make it in time? That would depend on whether he could survive his bout with Ye Jiuyou.0

Since parting ways in Saibei, Lie had been probing the Spirit Tribe’s secret realm, slowly piecing together its mysteries. Seeing as Zhao Changhe himself was not here, Lie felt that there was no reason to assume he could know anything.0

“I don’t know if he’s afraid of me, but the time draws near. At the very least, I must place some safeguards around you. Don’t be alarmed, this is purely precautionary. It’s more about protecting you. There are plenty with their eyes set on you.”0

As his voice faded, a wisp of vicious qi silently curled around Sisi.0

But before it could fully take shape, the qi collapsed as though slamming into an invisible wall. It dissipated in an instant.0

From the void came Zhao Changhe’s voice, “She’s my woman. Her protection is my responsibility, not yours, senior.”0

Deep within the Spirit Tribe’s secret realm, Lie’s eyes opened wide in shock.0

Sisi, stunned, broke into a radiant smile.0

The Heart-Bonding...0