The reality check is so strong, he has to take a step or two back. It couldn't have been softened even if Wei Wuxian had been an expert at words like Jin Guangyao used to be. It was just life itself showing its ugly side and Jiang Cheng had referenced vultures for a reason.

Jingyi is the head junior cultivator here. He knows about tactics and facing harsh truths. He'd witnessed plenty in the last few years, so he doesn't question Wuxian's assessment. "Will Zizhen put him at risk?" He has to ask, trusting the older man's judgment.

He glances back toward the library door and he sets his jaw with more determination. He kneels down at Wei Wuxian's side. "How can I help? I know with talismans you need blood, right?" He holds out his hand.