"We have the purple token in hand. Next, let us go to where that mountain gate is located. Presumably, the Quefu tribe's elders should all be there by now." After the two of them jointly signed the contract, Gu Changtian spoke.
Qin Fengming naturally had no objection.
"Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist. I'll summon my two companions, and then we can go together."
Qin Fengming nodded. After speaking, he called out to Huang Qizhi, who had been standing in the distance, then his figure flashed and disappeared into the mist.
He needed to tell Fang Liang that he no longer had to desperately hold back those six Quefu tribe cultivators.
"I'll accompany you, Fellow Daoist. That should also keep everyone from fighting any further." Although Gu Changtian's expression had seemed gloomy all along, he handled matters without leaving the slightest opening.
He knew that the two of them naturally would not turn against each other at this point, but the other Quefu tribe cultivators did not know that. He could not be certain whether they would make a move and entangle them.
After the time it took to finish a cup of tea, Qin Fengming had not only let Fang Liang return to the Divine Machine Mansion, but the five cultivators, including Elder Gu, no longer needed to fight their opponents either.
Upon seeing the purple token in Qin Fengming's hand, everyone naturally understood everything. The struggle for the token had ended.
Although the Quefu tribe members had not witnessed the young cultivator unleash any particularly powerful abilities, the fact that he had captured the purple token so calmly—and that the Elder Gu they relied on so heavily was now standing beside him—could not help but send waves through their understanding of the relationship between the two.
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