"Thank you for Senior Li's generous favor."
Chen Changming cupped his hands in thanks, though his expression was somewhat awkward.
He knew clearly that he did not truly wish to join the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect. He had merely been driven into a corner by Zhou Zhiling's pursuit and had no choice but to borrow the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect's influence to temporarily avoid her edge.
Before his words had even faded.
A black shadow suddenly streaked through the void. Zhou Zhiling appeared like a ghost, her chilling aura instantly blanketing the surroundings.
Her gaze swept over Li Huayuan beside Li Zizai, and she frowned slightly. "Someone from the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect?"
Though she did not recognize Li Huayuan or know that the two were clan cousins, she recognized his origins at a glance from the sect robes embroidered with sword patterns.
Upon seeing Zhou Zhiling appear, Li Huayuan forcefully suppressed the tension in his heart. He cleared his throat, clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Zhou, Chen Shan is now a disciple of my Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect. Are you still determined to seize him and take him to the Beast Taming Immortal Sect?"
Zhou Zhiling's face chilled at his words. "Why is your Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect wading into these muddy waters?"
"Because my Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect has always cherished talent."
Li Huayuan narrowed his eyes at Zhou Zhiling and snorted coldly, his tone equally unfriendly.
Zhou Zhiling still did not know that the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect had already sent people over. As long as he stalled for a little longer, the Sect Master and the others would be able to reach this place.
"Zhou Zhiling, think this through. If you still want to start a war with us, that means becoming enemies with the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect.