In the side hall, Ling Qing and the Demon-Quelling Celestial Venerable first reminisced about old times, then spoke of Lord of the Land's affairs.
He did not mention the hatred he carried, only saying that a kindred spirit, close friend, and old acquaintance of his cultivated the Divine Dao and wished to temper himself under the Celestial Venerable's command.
It was not that Ling Qing wished to conceal anything, but simply that he felt there was no need to bring it up.
Nor had he come to ask the Celestial Venerable to avenge Lord of the Land; Lord of the Land himself would not let hatred sway him into favoritism in the future.
He merely wished to borrow the Demon-Quelling Celestial Venerable's protection to evade pursuit and strengthen himself.
And, should the Celestial Venerable one day decide to sweep away Bai Ling and the other demon kings, he could join the campaign and take his revenge.
Of course, even if they did not say it, they could not hide it from the Demon-Quelling Celestial Venerable. Yet the Celestial Venerable said nothing.
He commanded countless heavenly soldiers and generals, and not all of them were like the attendant immortal officials refined by Ling Qing.
Most of them were beings who had cultivated their way up, each with their own purposes.
But so long as they obeyed his command, followed military discipline, and did not disrupt the heavenly laws, he naturally had no rule forbidding others from bearing private grudges.
He said, "Since this Lord of the Land of Huai An wishes to enlist, I naturally welcome him.
"However, you have never served in the army before and know nothing of my Demon-Quelling Army's ways.
"Go train for a while first. Once that is done, I will make arrangements for you."
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