A Mighty Tide Begins to Rise

"Luo Daozi, are you certain you can truly provide us with enough Spirit Guns in support, without drawing any attention from above?"

Seeing the somewhat uneasy expression on the young cultivator across from him, Luo Yunxi felt an inexplicable stirring in his heart.

The other man's gaze was pure yet burning, and that untainted emotion seemed to let him see his former self.

In less than half a year, had I changed so much already?

In a daze, heaven and earth turned. In the blink of an eye, a fleeting bloom had already passed.

Luo Yunxi took a deep breath and shattered the dazzling world before him once more.

The bright and beautiful world became pure gray and white again.

"Of course, my friend."

He did his utmost to make the smile on his face more sincere. "We share the same goal, and we both clearly understand that the strength of one family alone can never overturn the current state of affairs, with those great sects hanging high above us."

"Even if a vast number of top-tier Spirit Guns were piled up in my hands alone, it would merely raise our influence by another step."

He paused, making his tone as persuasive as possible.

"But placed in the right hands, they can shine a thousand, ten thousand times brighter."

Pointing behind him at the two guards, steadfast as iron and steel, Luo Yunxi revealed a measure of pride.

"Just like the two of them you saw earlier!"

The cultivator opposite him paused. The desire in his eyes finally overwhelmed his unease and anxiety.

He gritted his teeth. "Very well. At the price you offered before, I will gather sufficient funds within the sect as quickly as possible, then come to trade at once."

"I also hope you will keep your