"Uh..."
No matter how composed Pan Zhengxiong usually was, embarrassment crept into his eyes.
He could never have imagined it, even if he had racked his brains.
He and the others had merely followed their Sect Master's orders: find an excuse to send Sect Master Luo away while they sought allies in the Northern Endless Sea.
Who would have thought their clever plan would backfire, leaving the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect's Inner Sect Grand Elder at odds with its Dao Seed?
If their plea for aid had not already shown promise, and if the Dao Seed had not agreed to accompany them to the Southern Endless Sea once he resolved his troubles, Pan Zhengxiong would have turned around and left on the spot.
The whole affair was far too absurd.
These two cultivators should have been the most devoted to their sect, each laying bricks and adding tiles to its future.
Yet they had fallen out over a Rogue Cultivator they had met only months ago, whose true identity they had not even established.
They had reached the point of disregarding the sect's reputation and nearly turning on each other in front of outsiders like them.
But on second thought, Pan Zhengxiong could understand why things had come to this.
In his eyes, Sect Master Luo was someone any power would pay any price to befriend.
The question was whether Sect Master Luo's showing would win the approval of the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect Master, whom he had never met.
If it did, everything that had happened would remain nothing more than a farce.
If it did not, Dao Seed Cao would have to break his promise, however unwilling he was.
He would have little say in sending the sect's experts to aid the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea, either.
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