The Southern Immortal Pavilion had become everyone's watchdog, and its people were probably feeling conflicted. Still, it was rare for a minor sect to stand on the crest of the storm, so naturally it had drawn considerable attention. Luo Ying and Luo Benliu were stationed there, and they were probably feeling conflicted as well.
But having me open the five great worlds for them to divide among themselves, while I was the alliance leader of those five great worlds, left me even more depressed. And with the old sect master of this generation treating me with such courtesy, she must have known my identity down below by now, right? After all, whenever Xia Ruize and Hei Zi caught wind of something profitable, they would absolutely never pass up the chance to roast me over the flames!
Moreover, the old woman knew far too much. There was a good chance she was an old survivor from before the Calamity. I had looked through the roster of the Southern Immortal Alliance. The old woman was named Sha Yuzhu, an upper-grade tribulation survivor and sword cultivator whose strength was unfathomable.
"'Divide among yourselves' is a good choice of words, but that isn't entirely accurate. Our priority is still protection, not occupation. Of course, the Ancient Sea Conference hasn't ended yet, so I don't know what the final talks will amount to either." Sha Yuzhu smiled.
I snorted coldly, then asked, "Shouldn't we talk about the Sacred Path Divine Sword? Are you returning it or not? Give me a straight answer!"
"Since it isn't one of the nine True Immortal sword seeds that protect the universe, are you still interested in it, Fellow Daoist Xia?" Sha Yuzhu looked at me with great interest.
I gave a chilling smile. "You can casually say it isn't,