After all, the distance was immense, and communication wasn't easy. Xia Ruize obviously wouldn't have my contact line installed on his communicator, so sending a message through someone in person was actually the fastest way.
The captains of the three squads exchanged glances. Naturally, they had communicated among themselves and relayed the news in private. The leading immortal who had quickly reached a conclusion said, "Xia... Fellow Daoist Xia, our Chan Sect's stronghold is still a long way from here. We won't know whether the sect master will meet you until we go a little farther..."
"You mean I still have to walk with you for a while before you can determine whether he'll meet me? And if he won't, do you plan to send me back?" I asked with a frown.
"Th-this... that is indeed the case. So, I wonder if Fellow Daoist is willing to make the journey with us." The leading immortal had already become much more polite. After all, my reputation wasn't exactly good. Aside from my fearsome reputation, it seemed all my other fame had been drowned out. Which of these immortals had heard of me and not been afraid?
"It's no trouble for you to lead the way, but you should understand one thing: if I want to meet someone, I'm afraid no one can stop me. If he refuses to see me then, I imagine things will become rather difficult for you." I spoke indifferently.
The leading immortal sucked in a breath, while the other immortals' expressions changed in unison.
I sat atop the Bloodthirsty Lotus, which radiated surging demonic energy. Just that spectacle alone made me look every inch a fiend, and with my fearsome reputation besides, no one dared underestimate me in the slightest.
I didn't mind using heterodox methods. After