Chapter 2967: If You Can

"Zhi Tie, some things cannot be achieved merely by our wishes, but more often, they need our help—and now we can help them."

Anyway, Qin Yuan had always kept his word; since the Saint Luo Fu emerged, Qin Yuan had no regrets.

Though he was a demon race member, he never claimed the Tuwu Sword was right.

But he also didn't think the Witch Clan's actions were right, because the Witch Clan and they were already mortal enemies—there was no right or wrong, only true clan divisions.

"I understand."

Zhi Tie looked dejected.

Qin Yuan couldn't let him sink like this, so he needed to counsel him well.

"Actually, now that the Gui Che and Fei Dan incidents have occurred, isn't this perfect? The demon race needs a purge—and I think Lord Dong Huang shares this view."

"But won't our Ten Demon Saints fall apart? Is that really acceptable?"

Zhi Tie hated this most of all.

They had once been ten closest friends, like family—why had they suddenly become so hostile, stabbing each other in the wounds?

If they themselves could sort it out, these matters would resolve in their own way.

"Then there's a chance!"

"When we reach Ling She Island, I'll tell you—right now, think for yourself."

What was going on at Ling She Island? He didn't know yet—if he did, they wouldn't have chosen to come this way at all.

Anyway, there were rumors inside Ling She Island, but they knew nothing of them.

The Purple Vine Demon would answer only to the Heavenly Book Demon.

Luo Fu realized they spoke this way because of Zhu Rong and Xiang Liu; Luo Fu also felt the people of Ling She Island, including the Purple Vine Demon, were still grateful for favors.

"People who remember favors are rare now—they're an exception."

What Luo Fu had seen in the Myriad Realms Video had given him some understanding, which was why he chose to tell these people and let them figure out how to handle it.

But like Zhu Yan, they were inherently insatiable and not worth pitying.

Why must Zhu Yan do this?

Didn't last time's wager give them enough of a lesson?

According to what Luo Fu told him, Duan Qing Cliff must exist—but whether the Summoning Banner exists depends on whether their luck is truly that good.

Teng She already knew this gamble was involved.

But he had no choice but to do it, no choice but to stake everything, because only by doing so could he proceed.

"I can only stake everything!"

"Since you all feel this way, then think carefully now!"

Even if they do the same thing, they still must think for themselves—the Ten Fiendish Beasts had no such ability; how could it suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Zhu Yan also felt powerless; she seemed trapped in a misconception.

According to Tao Tie's view, Zhu Yan was now perilously close to falling into demonic madness.

"Zhu Yan, if you don't restrain yourself, you truly will fall into demonic madness—think carefully: is this path truly what your heart desires?"

With Tao Tie's warning, Zhu Yan slowly calmed down.

Only now, in this calmness, did Zhu Yan realize Luo Fu had seriously harmed him—but this was his own doing; he had agreed to the wager himself.