A Six-Thousand-Li Raid

Luo Chuan inwardly wiped away his sweat. Was Dayi testing him?

He immediately replied, "You flatter me, Sect Master. Those were all things I ought to have done."

Qin Ming said, "I'm not dangling a painted cake before you. Once we return, you can take charge of the sect's affairs."

Lately, Luo Chuan had been under enormous pressure. He felt that the great ship called the Sunset Glow Sect was already riddled with holes, sailing through waters where the wind and waves grew ever fiercer, liable to capsize at any moment.

But to survive, he had already boarded that ship. There was no other choice left to him.

Luo Chuan declared his loyalty. "Sect Master, I will fulfill my duties. I only ask that you not suddenly depart. Even if you leave, please notify us beforehand!"

Qin Ming said, "Old Luo, you have no faith in me. But—good. If even you think that way after staying by my side, the powerful figures in the surrounding territories must believe they have me in the bag. You know nothing of my true reserves."

The high-grade rare bird pierced clouds and mist, cutting through the hazy, moonlit sky.

Qin Ming stood on its back, hands clasped behind him, his feathered robe fluttering like that of an immortal.

His myriad aperture divine glass illumination body constantly drew in moon essence and starlight, leaving his entire body lustrous as jade and brilliantly radiant.

Gazing at that impossibly young face, Luo Chuan felt his powerful confidence. Inexplicably, his heart settled, and much of the oppression and tension of recent days dissolved in an instant.

He gave a solemn warning. "Sect Master, if they dare carve up the Sunset Glow Sect, they must be confident and have considered every possibility. Several first-rate powers are involved. Please don't