Cultivation Crippling

Chu Li seemed to be lost in thought.

If he did not make a move now, King An might not be able to defend himself from Fa Xiang. Xu Ning would not be able to defend himself from Xing Ming as well. This little monk Xing Ming was extremely powerful, just like Fa Yuan. They were both geniuses and had learned about antique studies lost in history.

Lu Yurong did not look at the four men that were fighting. She only had her eyes on Chu Li, waiting to see what decision would he make.

Chu Li's mind was whirring like lightning and flames. He was trying to predict what was going to happen next.

If he assisted the Tempest Temple, could they cripple King An's Martial Art? If they crippled King An's Martial Art, what then?

What would happen if he did not help the Tempest Temple?

What would assisting King An instead led to?

All these possibilities were revolving in his head. Another thought would emerge when the previous one had not yet been solved.