Saint Jiang stared at Ye Futian and a faint pressure landed on Ye Futian. He looked a little nervous and his fists were clenched.
Saint Jiang's answer would determine his Master's fate.
Xu Chehan and Goddess Die stood at one side and did not say anything. Although they were Saint Jiang's disciples, they were evidently unable to influence his decision.
The people from the Barren State were all nervous. If it went through, the Barren State might have its second Saint.
"Now, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty is in a Sacred War with the Barren State. If I help him enter the Saint Plane, I will offend another holy land. Even if it doesn't affect me much, there is still another issue. Have you ever thought about what kind of herbs I need to use to help him temper his body to enter the Saint Plane?" Saint Jiang said coolly. "Give me a reason to help you."