Chapter 840: Planning
Tu Shan Jun tossed the Profound Severance Saber in his hand to Chu Kuang.
Master Chu caught the sacred artifact, his eyes filled with astonishment.
He had not expected the other party to trust him so greatly.
Even if Chu Kuang possessed a slight reputation, with a sacred weapon before him, not to mention a Spirit Transformation Venerable, even ordinary Saints of the Mountain Realm would likely harbor a few private thoughts.
Yet the red-haired cultivator before him discarded it like an old shoe.
He casually threw it over without even sparing it a second glance.
Cradling the sacred weapon, Chu Kuang's eyes flashed with reminiscence. With a solemn expression, he cupped his hands and said, "Since Fellow Daoist trusts me so deeply, I will certainly not fail your trust. Whoever stands against Fellow Daoist today stands against me, Chu Kuang!"
As he spoke, he solemnly stepped forward and stood not far from the red-haired cultivator.
"Much obliged." Tu Shan Jun slightly cupped his hands.
Seeing how forthright and unrestrained the red-haired cultivator was, Miao Ran shook his head slightly amid his amazement. Let alone competing with this man, Lü Xinhou was not even worthy to carry his shoes.
A strange glint flashed through Yin Zhaoluo's phoenix eyes, and she grew a little more curious about the tall, red-haired cultivator.
This sacred weapon was merely connected to an old acquaintance of Chu Kuang. Even if it truly had something to do with Chu Kuang, it still should not have been given to him.
An opportunity and spoils obtained through one's own abilities—why should they be handed to another for no reason at all?
Given this man's profound cultivation, he likely possessed treasures better suited to himself.
Still, everyone tactfully refrained from asking about Tu Shan Jun's origins.