Soldiers came, generals blocked them; floods came, earth stopped them!
After ordering the Sword Alliance martial artists to go to Tianquan Mountain, Lin Bai rested in his room for a while.
The sun slanted westward, and sunset was drawing near.
With the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Bai left the Iron Sword Marquis Estate through a side gate and entered an alley. From far away, he saw several hundred martial artists standing in the alley, their spirits tense and faces weary. They had surrounded a gigantic cauldron as immense as a mountain, while black-iron-like chunks of wood burned fiercely beneath it.
Lin Bai put on the Rose Mask and silently walked over.
When they saw Lin Bai appear in the alley, the several hundred martial artists hurried forward, dropped to one knee in unison, and called out, "Greetings, Night Emperor!"
Lin Bai swept his gaze over them, then looked toward the cauldron and said coldly, "Thanks for the effort!"
An older martial artist among them happily smiled and said, "After receiving Lord White Crane's order, I hurriedly invited a hundred experts in movement techniques from the Pigeon Hall and Assassination Hall and sped toward Tianquan Mountain. We never delayed along the way. Fortunately, we lived up to our mission and brought the spring water back before sunset!"
"Mm. Return to the Sword Alliance and tell White Crane to have Benevolence Hall reward you all," Lin Bai said. The journey from the Divine Capital to Tianquan Mountain and back was a long one. Lin Yuan had previously said that even an Apex Realm martial artist would need a full day for the round trip, yet these Sword Alliance couriers had carried the cauldron between the Divine Capital and Tianquan Mountain in just a few hours. The hardship of that journey