Erwin abruptly stood up, causing the small stool to topple. "Fortune tapping? How is that even possible?"
Madison glanced at Erwin, her tone steady. "What's impossible about it?"
Liam scoffed. "Of course, it's possible. Haven't cultivators done enough harm over the years?"
The expressions of the cultivators present changed slightly. Being part of the mystic arts world, they had all heard about cultivators' wrongdoings.
Erwin stood firm. "But this isn't a trivial matter. It's about fortune tapping."
Liam remained cold and dismissive. "And so what if it is? Hasn't anyone in the mystic arts world ever done anything to obscure the heavens?"
This statement caused further shifts in the crowd's expressions.
Michael stood up and said to Liam. "Now is not the time to discuss these things. We need to talk about that Ghost King. If he dares to commit fortune tapping, he has probably done it before. More importantly, there are many paired scarecrows inside."
The others exchanged glances, and one person stepped forward. "We can rescue people; that much is true. But dealing with that Ghost King or breaking the divine talismans—I'm not capable of that.
"Those who can break divine talismans don't want to come out of hiding these days. Even if we somehow managed to kill the Ghost King, what about those talismans? Who can sever them?"
The crowd fell silent.
The mystic arts world had declined in recent years, with the few capable individuals choosing to live in seclusion, denying any help requests.
Erwin also remained quiet. He understood that the others weren't shirking responsibility but speaking the truth.
Listening on the sidelines, Logan suddenly asked, "Is there anything we can do to help?"
Liam sighed. "How could you ordinary folks possibly assist with matters of the mystic arts?"
Erwin sighed as well.
But Madison stood up. "Why not?"
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