Qin Mu nodded and gave a soft hum.
"These years, you've worked hard handling the Interception Sect's affairs, Junior Brother."
Duobao smiled awkwardly.
Qin Mu had originally entrusted all the Interception Sect's affairs to Duobao.
But who could have guessed that Qin Mu would simply leave everything to him and become a hands-off manager himself?
Though he felt a little bitter about it, Duobao said:
"Senior Brother, you flatter me."
"It's only what I should do."
Duobao was still grateful to Qin Mu.
If Qin Mu hadn't guided him back then, neither he nor Yu Ding would have gone to Kunlun Mountain, and they might not have become part of a Saint's Legacy afterward.
After pausing for a moment, Duobao suddenly remembered something and hurriedly looked at Qin Mu with a serious expression.
"By the way, Senior Brother."
"Nuwa Saint will soon be opening her new Dao Field."
"I came to find you because I was worried you might forget."
A thousand years ago, the Demon Race had sent invitations throughout the Primordial Land, asking many mighty figures to visit the Demon Race Heavenly Court and witness Nuwa Saint opening her new Dao Field.
Duobao had originally planned to attend on behalf of their master.
But Qin Mu, the Interception Sect's Senior Brother, had happened to return to Jin'ao Island, so the matter fell to him.
Hearing Duobao's words, Qin Mu nodded and gave a soft hum.
"Don't worry!"
"I remember when it is!"
With that, Qin Mu lifted his eyes slightly and gazed toward the Ninth Heaven, a faint smile on his lips.
"In that case, let's head to the Heavenly Court for a visit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mu stepped forward without waiting for Duobao to respond.
In an instant, golden lotuses bloomed beneath his