Merger

"Azure Dragon Sect?" Li Shiming thought back, but he could not recall this sect.

A sect like that truly was not worth his attention. Of course, the main reason was that he never dealt with affairs in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect at all.

"Then you may live. Go back and make it clear: no force from the Eastern Qi Continent is to come to the Northern Shu Continent again without my command!" He restrained some of his aura and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Lu felt the powerful pressure suppressing him withdraw. He was drenched in sweat from head to toe, as if he had just walked once around the edge of death.

"My lord, I will leave the Northern Shu Continent at once and convey your command!" Once the restraint was gone, Xiao Lu prostrated himself in midair with full ceremony and said respectfully.

Afterward, he carefully half-straightened his body and retreated step by step through the air, afraid that the slightest movement might disturb Li Shiming.

The seven Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators pinned to the ground, Old Ancestor Ge and Old Ancestor Zhan in the distance, and Ren Fei'er inside the Cave Dwelling—all the cultivators who saw this scene were stunned.

A Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator whom every sect on the Northern Shu Continent had needed to join forces to resist was as humble as a dog before Li Shiming.

Especially when Xiao Lu addressed Li Shiming as "my lord." This form of address was rarely used in the Cultivation World.

Among mortals, "my lord" carried the meaning of father, or was used to address a superior official.

But in the Cultivation World, only when the gap in status was a world of difference would someone address another as "my lord" in order to