Jiuling watched for a while before finally seeing the subtlety of it. "I was wondering what it was. Turns out they need him to arbitrate between two factions."
Guan Xingyu was instantly enlightened. Yet even after understanding the reason, he still smiled bitterly. "That's still incredibly impressive, isn't it?"
It's still within the bounds of what I can accept, I suppose? Jiuling suppressed his shock. "All right, rein in your aura. I'll place you on the Icefield. Just listen in—don't cause trouble."
Cause trouble? Guan Xingyu smiled bitterly to himself. Do I even have the nerve? "Rest assured, Patriarch. I know my limits."
Jiuling placed him fifty or sixty thousand li away, then concealed himself and watched from the shadows. With his cultivation, no one should have noticed him.
Guan Xingyu arrived at the scene and first applied for authorization. The one who received him, however, was Qu Jianlei, a mere First Layer Golden Core cultivator.
True Adept Qu had long grown numb from meeting great figures lately. He did not care that the other party was an Eighteen Daos True Immortal and instead asked, "It's one thing for the Formation Dao to arrive late, but why didn't any True Venerable come?"
"The elders of our sect truly could not spare the time," Guan Xingyu replied. He did not dare underestimate the Golden Core cultivator before him—this man was qualified to represent Feng Jun. With a bitter smile, he added, "But the Heart-Intention Sect and the others... their gifts are all at the True Venerable standard."
That was right. For major sects like the Seven Sects and Eighteen Paths, even if no True Venerable came in person, their gifts had to meet the standards of a True Venerable. Otherwise, it would not merely be a matter of slighting Feng Jun;