"Forget it, Zhang Taiyi refined the Primordial Pill, it has nothing to do with me."
Inside a different space.
Zhong Shenxiu spied on the battlefield, his expressions changing uncertainly, but in the end, he let out a long sigh.
He had no familial or friendly ties to Zhang Taiyi, nor any enmity or grudge; the success or failure of the other party was of no significant consequence to him.
Although it seemed like a great opportunity at the time, after weighing the pros and cons as well as the danger of lifting a chestnut out of the fire, his rationality prevailed.
"Being a little cowardly is okay; I have always operated in a cautious and steady manner."
Zhong Shenxiu gave up the impulse to intervene and even quietly backed away some more, ready to see if there was any cheap advantage to pick up.
"Fellow Daoist Hao Yunzi, I am here to assist you!"
Just then, within a fluctuating void, a jade hand emerged.
