Upon the Fu Kong planet's Dao arena.
Su Yu weighed the control token in his hand, then tossed it to Fan Xiao. "Leave the matters of the Hundred Rivers Immortal Alliance to you. Have Old Dragon assist you."
Fan Xiao caught the token and nodded slowly, putting it away without objection. She merely looked at him and asked, "How do you intend to deal with the Hundred Rivers Immortal Alliance?"
Su Yu chuckled. "They're a heap of loose sand. Just handle our own affairs well."
"Meetings, orders—all that is bullshit. Fight for what should be fought for, argue when there is cause to argue, battle when battle is needed, kill when killing is needed. Benefits can be contested and demanded, but if anyone thinks we are easy prey and wants to squeeze us like soft persimmons, then don't be polite."
He had even dared to go straight to the Bai Family of the Divine Lord's Mansion and slap them across the face.
What was a mere Hundred Rivers Immortal Alliance in comparison?
In Immortal Sword Master's view, the waters of the Hundred Rivers Immortal Alliance ran deep.
But in Su Yu's eyes, its waters were shallow and full of turtles. Every last one of them stared only at the tiny patch of land that was the Hundred Rivers Immortal Domain, without a shred of ambition.
He had no interest in accompanying them—or rather, watching them—scheme against one another.
Still, one had to admit it.
The blessed grotto-heaven where the Hundred Rivers Immortal Alliance's main headquarters stood truly was a blessed land. Its immortal qi was more than twice as dense as that of Panlong Lake. Even those in the Grand Unity Immortal Realm could cultivate well here.
Thus, after arriving, Su Yu handed the token to Fan Xiao and had