Curious, Old Kui inquired, "Aren't you worried?"
"Worried about what?"
With a dry voice, Old Kui said:
"With insufficient manpower, how will you deal with the Lu Family, how will you resist the Corpse Tide? You don't really expect the kid Mo Hua to solve all of this on his own, do you?"
"That's not possible," Mr. Zhuang said.
Mr. Zhuang looked into the distance, slowly adding:
"Sometimes human efforts reach their limits; great undertakings in this world are not the work of one person alone. Many things also cannot be resolved by a single individual..."
"Behind every hero stand many unsung individuals."
Mr. Zhuang's expression was reflective.
Old Kui furrowed his brow, "Say something useful."
With a click of his tongue, Mr. Zhuang was somewhat speechless:
"Can't you let me finish my reflections?"
Old Kui said, "You've repeated them too many times; my ears have calluses."
Disappointed, Mr. Zhuang "criticized":
"Can't you learn from Mo? He listens very carefully when I speak these words to him!"
Old Kui said in silence: "He is your disciple and needs to show you respect. I don't."
"Fine," Mr. Zhuang said helplessly, sighing.
Old Kui, wooden in expression, asked, "So, what exactly do you plan to do?"
This time Mr. Zhuang spoke candidly:
"If we don't have enough people, I'll call for some help."
Old Kui showed a surprised look, "You will call?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded.
With a complex expression, Old Kui said quietly, "A loner like you still has people willing to help you?"
Mr. Zhuang, displeased, retorted, "Why am I a loner? I have disciples now, and not just one but three!"
Old Kui acted as if he hadn't heard, his brow furrowed as he said:
"Who are you asking for help?"
Mr. Zhuang gave a mysterious smile.
He took out an ancient Copper Coin and tossed it gently into the air. The coin tumbled, stirring the qi, and finally descended slowly, returning to the palm of his fair, slender hand.
The Copper Coin reversed, and the Heavenly secret shifted.
A trace of qi, almost imperceptible, tugged at causality, rippling outwards.
Old Kui was stunned, then his gaze gradually cleared...
...
Meanwhile, to the west of Minor Wilderness State Boundary.
In a remote Immortal City, three cultivators were resting in an inn.
An emaciated elder, a middle-aged cultivator, and a young man in white.
In front of them lay a simple spread of food and drink.
But none of the three had much appetite.
The young man in white silently ate the unappetizing meal, the middle-aged cultivator drank to satisfy his hunger, and the emaciated elder rested with his eyes closed.
After three rounds of drinks, the emaciated elder suddenly opened his eyes.
Feeling a tremor in his heart, he quickly took out the Three Talents Divination Copper Coin, shook it for a divination, and after calculating once, his eyes revealed shock.
The young man in white looked puzzled by this.
The middle-aged cultivator asked, "What's wrong?"
The emaciated elder seemed dazed as he murmured, "I've actually... pinpointed that person's location..."
The middle-aged cultivator became excited, crushed the wine cup in his hand, and stared as he asked:
"Really?"
The emaciated elder still found it hard to believe but nodded and said:
"Yes! With the Three Talents Divination Copper Coin... the divination sign is clear, there's no mistake."
"But..." the emaciated elder was still somewhat puzzled, muttering to himself:
"How did I manage to calculate it? How could I calculate it? How did I come to calculate it... I... I don't have such ability..."
The middle-aged cultivator took it for granted as he said: