Facing Larilo, the Evil God, Qiu Tu always lacked confidence deep down.
After all, compared to tangible people, Larilo was like a ghost.
Qiu Tu didn't know how to harm her, how to kill her, or even... where she was.
Qiu Tu only knew that she had used the female body cloned by Old Master Qin to come to the real world; he only knew that she could Enter Dream at night and could be contacted with ancient coins during the day.
But beyond that... he knew nothing.
'How exactly does the Sanctuary deal with an Evil God?'
'Facing such a pervasive enemy, how do the higher-ups of the Sanctuary prepare?'
Thinking quietly for a while, Qiu Tu suppressed the thick anxiety in his heart, then made several phone calls.
After everything was arranged, he returned to his room.
'No matter what, first make enough preparations, then play it by ear…'
'At least this time, I'm not completely in the dark about her.'