Chapter 2960

Daoist Randeng was furious, but he couldn't find Ancestor Minghe right away, so he had to hold his anger.

"I shouldn't have listened to their nonsense!"

"Now I'm despised by all, and forced to abandon everything on Gai Jiuyou Mountain!"

At this moment, Daoist Randeng deeply regretted it.

The words Ancestor Minghe had spoken to him were vivid in his mind, but not a single one had been spoken for his benefit—and why had he, Daoist Randeng, ever been foolish enough to believe them?

Daoist Randeng spat in fury, "I refuse to believe I can't find you! Ancestor Minghe, wait for me!"

Whether in heaven or earth, Ancestor Minghe—wherever he hid—Daoist Randeng would find him.

The Two Western Saints saw Daoist Randeng's state and knew disaster was imminent.

Saint Jieyin said, "Daoist Randeng like this may very well fall into demonic madness..."

"Wait, Jieyin, do you still want to help him? If you truly mean to help him, consider whether we even have time left to help him."

"I know."

Saint Jieyin and Saint Zhunti's initial thoughts were contradictory, but they quickly reached an arrangement.

Rather than do this, better to let these people come directly—while they're on their way, ask them again and see if anything else might help us change course.

Right now he doesn't know, but if there truly were a choice, they would come.

"No way?"

"Of course they will—I trust you, and I know you must do this!"

To understand this, they truly didn't know; everyone had this information, and in their view, everyone should naturally be aware of it.

The Two Western Saints had their own ideas, but they had to wait for Luo Fu Saint to arrive.

"Luo Fu Saint will surely come!"

"I advise you to give up that hope—Luo Fu Saint won't help you," said Saint Zhunti.

They wasted one opportunity—do they still have another?

That one opportunity directly served as a bridge for Yunxiao and Taiyi Jiu Ku Zhenjun—what about this one?

"Absolutely not. Since Luo Fu Saint promised us, he will never break his word—I believe Luo Fu Saint has a way to resolve this."

"Fine, then wait!"

Saint Zhunti would not wait, because he had his own plans.

Even if they were to act, it couldn't be now—they had to change their approach first, to understand what they needed to get closer to.

If they were to defect, would they defect to the Demon Clan?

Not everyone knew the truth between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan; acting now would be troublesome.

No one from the Witch Clan had come to them.

"Even if one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan came to us, we might consider it—but the Witch Clan is so confident, not a single soul came!"

Hearing Saint Zhunti's words, Saint Jieyin understood: they could not proceed this way.

Luo Fu Saint gave them a hint—if they couldn't find a solution this time, Luo Fu would give them no further hints going forward.

But so what?

The preparations they should have made were a hundredfold greater than what these people knew, for they had been favored by Luo Fu Saint—they surely could do this.

"Let's continue!"

"Aren't you afraid of dying? When Daoist Randeng and Ancestor Minghe fight, where will we go?"