Qin Liuxi was heading to Si Lengyue's family land, and due to time constraints, they were destined to take an unusual path to arrive on time. The round trip could take an indefinite amount of time, so she couldn't bring her two disciples with her.
For Teng Zhao and Wang Chuan, this news was tantamount to a nightmare, their eyes brimming with tears that threatened to fall at any moment.
Qin Liuxi picked up Wang Chuan, pinched her face, and then turned to Teng Zhao and said, "You are both still too young and have just started learning the Dao. Without any cultivation to speak of, the Yin Road is filled with all kinds of evil spirits and ghosts. It's easy for someone with an unsettled mind to be ensnared and lose their soul, forever trapped, or even if you make it out, you might end up a fool."
Teng Zhao pursed his lips, listening quietly, and even Wang Chuan dared not sob.
