Mistletoe breathed a sigh of relief while simultaneously wiping the cold sweat from his brow: "Lu Xingze, resign yourself to your fate. The Immortal Spirit Realm is unsafe; it seems we can only return to the Magic Realm now."
"Gui Youming is right, destiny cannot be changed. Perhaps the Magic Realm is where you truly belong."
"Is that so?" Lu Xingze's eyes faintly glimmered purple as he looked down at the Lieque in his hand, his lips sealed tight.
Seeing him motionless, Mistletoe flew behind him and pushed his back: "Didn't Jiufang Qingyao say it? Lu Xingyan is no longer in the Immortal Spirit Realm, and now your identity is exposed. Even if you want to find her, you need to ensure you stay alive, right?"
"And about the elder from Sword Inquiry Sect who ambushed you today, you don't have any grudges with him, so how did he notice you?"
