"And if that means you fail to keep that young cultivator surnamed Luo here, don't blame me for making you relive the thrills you experienced when you first set foot on the path of cultivation."
It was more than a chance to settle a private score under the guise of official business. A smile of triumph spread across the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect Master's aged face.
At the same time, his face stopped twitching.
"Yu Xiu, don't forget. You were the one who said the Sacred Mountain belonged to that brat—"
With that, he slowly closed his eyes and returned to the dormant state he had been in when the two first saw him.
Yet the slight lift at the corners of his mouth proved that his thoughts were nowhere near as settled as they had been then.
"All right. Go make your preparations. Within a few months at most, that brat will come to pay another visit to the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect."
"Use the time to think hard about how to make him stay when he does!"
In the old man's view, as long as he held treasures precious enough, there was no need to worry about others coming to him of their own accord.
The Dao Seed he had personally chosen was still too young. Faced with a problem, Yu Xiu could not calm down and consider it from every angle. He would need more tempering out in the world before he could shoulder the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect's future.
Over the boundless Northern Endless Sea.
Luo Yi stood on his flying Long Spear, eyes narrowed as he used the Ancient Parchment Scroll the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect's Inner Sect Grand Elder had given him to piece together a map of the surrounding waters.
After his earlier experience of being