The Shackles of Fate

"Thank you, Sect Master."

Chu Sheng gave a slight nod, though his heart was filled with bewilderment.

What was with this old fellow suddenly getting fired up?

Just moments ago, his face had been full of heartache over the expense. Why was he now looking at him as though he were a martyr sacrificing himself for righteousness?

Zhaoyang stepped forward and bowed to Immortal Venerable of Lieyang.

"Sect Master, Elder Chu has traveled a long way. I will first take him to Lieyang Peak to settle in. Have the inventoried resources delivered there directly."

Immortal Venerable of Lieyang nodded. His gaze upon Chu Sheng grew ever gentler, even carrying the fond concern of an elder for a junior.

"Very well. Elder Chu, you have had a difficult journey. Go rest first."

"If you need anything, simply give the word. From top to bottom, no one in the sect will disobey."

Chu Sheng answered, then followed Zhaoyang out of Chiyang Hall.

Only after the two figures had completely vanished beyond the hall doors did the tense atmosphere within finally ease.

The Grand Elder asked urgently, his face full of confusion.

"Sect Master, do you truly believe this boy can stop the Myriad Star Immortal Sect? At most, he can break through to Half-Step Immortal Triple, but the Myriad Star Immortal Sect has a True Immortal overseeing it! What can he use to stop them?"

Immortal Venerable of Lieyang sighed and looked toward the direction in which Chu Sheng had departed.

"Half-Step Immortal Triple, and then?"

"And then?" The Grand Elder froze, answering instinctively. "Then, naturally, he would Trigger Heavenly Tribulation, knock upon the immortal gate, and charge toward the realm of immortals..."

Before he had even finished speaking, realization struck him. He sucked in a sharp breath on the spot.

"This