After Sui Wenlong left, Tang Yu turned to the sword-cultivating Immortal Emperor who had just been called Li Ping'an and cupped his fists with a smile.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for speaking up for me."
He then cupped his fists toward the surrounding crowd in thanks. Quite a few people had indeed spoken on his behalf just now.
"It was nothing worth mentioning. By the way, fellow Daoist, have you finished drawing Sword Wife Battle?"
Li Ping'an rubbed his hands together and looked at Tang Yu eagerly.
When Sword Wife Battle had first been sent to Sword Venerable Hall, he had wondered what was so interesting about such a thing. But after a friend repeatedly recommended it to him, he read it and immediately felt that even his genius-level cultivation journey was nothing special.
Who could refuse twelve immortal sword wives?
"It's finished. I was just about to deliver it to all of you, but those guys stopped me, and we ended up fighting."
Tang Yu smiled and tossed an illustrated jade slip to Li Ping'an.
After catching it, Li Ping'an laughed heartily. "Don't worry. You won't need to deliver them in the future—we'll come collect them ourselves. Or, fellow Daoist, you could simply cultivate at our Sword Venerable Hall. If anyone from Heaven's Dao Palace dares to come, we'll dare to draw our swords."
Sword cultivators had always been known for their stubborn fearlessness.
If something displeased them, they drew their swords. They were the famously headstrong bunch of the cultivation world.
"I'll consider it."
Tang Yu was somewhat tempted by Li Ping'an's proposal. With a group of sword cultivator thugs at Sword Venerable Hall, it would indeed save him quite a bit of trouble.
"And how much Merit Incense does this illustrated jade slip cost?"
Li Ping'an asked.