Hearing that, Chen Feng glanced at Lu Mingyu in surprise.
"I thought you only cared about the bigger picture. I didn't expect you to lose your temper too."
Seeing Chen Feng's expression, Lu Mingyu smiled faintly. "Of course the bigger picture matters. But now that the outcome is settled, I can afford to act on my anger."
Chen Feng's lips curved into a smile. "You promised to get me the cultivation method for the Bitter Sea Emperor Realm System."
"Now that Sir has released part of it, what happens to our agreement?"
"I failed to keep my word. How about I owe you a jar of fine wine?"
"Deal!"
With that brief reply, Chen Feng started walking away again.
He had not gone far when he stopped. "The Bitter Sea Emperor Realm System is still in its infancy. The path ahead remains uncharted."
"I've recently gained a few new insights. Once the Dark Turmoil is over, how about taking one strike from my sword?"
Lu Mingyu grinned. "What a coincidence. I've gained a few new insights myself."
"You inherited the Sword God's legacy, so you belong to his lineage."
"First Senior Brother and I cultivate exactly the same technique. In that sense, our paths share the same roots."
"Desolate Heaven Emperor Wu Li and the Sword God were both peerless powerhouses rarely seen in a million years, but no one has ever known which of them was stronger."
"And because of the relationship between First Senior Brother and Sword God Senior, the two never fought in their lives."
"If you and I pit their paths against each other, perhaps we'll finally find the answer."
Chen Feng said softly, "That question has troubled me for a long time too. Now that I have the chance, I couldn't ask for more."
"Good.