Frostwind Sword Emperor!
Wang Fu Zhi's heart jolted, and he immediately realized that the other party was Emperor Su's disciple.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Fu Zhi clasped his fists in greeting. "Many thanks to Senior Frostwind for saving me. However, when Wang led my sect in resisting the Alien Demon Race's army, it was never out of desire for Emperor Su's reward. As the saying goes, rewards should be bestowed according to merit. Wang is unworthy of receiving them and absolutely dare not accept."
Frostwind was taken aback. He had not expected Wang Fu Zhi to refuse outright without even knowing what the reward was.
"Fellow Daoist's lofty integrity moves me deeply. Yet you rendered great merit to all living beings of the Immortal Realm. If you do not receive a reward worthy of it, I fear it will chill the hearts of all living beings in the Immortal Realm."
Frostwind said, "Moreover, my master had long promised that anyone who earned military merit for the people of the Immortal Realm would receive a reward. I hope Fellow Daoist will not decline again."
As he spoke, he took out a golden Dharma Decree, stepped forward, and handed it to Wang Fu Zhi with both hands. "Fellow Daoist, please keep it safe."
Unable to refuse any longer, Wang Fu Zhi could only accept it.
The moment he opened the Dharma Decree, his entire body shook, and his eyes reddened.
Even though he had weathered the vicissitudes of life and endured countless trials of life and death, his nose stung as he muttered, "This junior truly never imagined that a legendary existence like Emperor Su would still remember a small person like me..."
"And remember those fine men of my Spirit Creek Sword School who died upon the battlefield!"
As he