But whenever he thought of the heaven-reaching, earth-piercing cultivation of The Two Sages of the West, it was as though a basin of icy water had been poured over Lu Ya's heart, the chill piercing straight down his spine. He knew perfectly well that he was not yet a Saint. Against a Saint, he did not possess even the slightest chance of victory.
Only one who was likewise a Sage could contend head-on.
Having understood this, Lu Ya's gaze suddenly sharpened and his expression settled. He gave Li Tian a deep bow, his voice low yet resolute. "I beg the Saint to accept me into the sect. I am willing to obey your commands for the rest of my life!"
"For this life and the next, I will fight Western Teach to the death!"
Hearing this, Li Tian gave a slight nod, a trace of approval appearing at the corners of his lips.
At this moment, the mountains rose and fell, wreathed in drifting clouds.
He was quite satisfied with Lu Ya's decisive allegiance.
He had deliberately let Lu Ya learn of the evils committed by Western Teach, plainly drawing a line between them. Now that Lu Ya and Western Teach were like fire and water, he naturally had no choice but to choose a master to rely on.
"I am Li Tian, Sect Master of Jie Sect."
"Today, I appoint you the Seventh Immortal among the Nine Attendant Immortals of my sect."
Li Tian's tone was calm, yet every word fell like a seal, deciding heaven and earth.
"Thank you for your grace, Sect Master!"
Lu Ya immediately bowed, his manner respectful yet firm.
In Li Tian's eyes, this scene was only natural. Subduing Lu Ya had always been part of his arrangements for the great calamity.
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