"Elder, please head to Sky-Breaking Peak first. This disciple will return to the peak to meditate in seclusion."
Having just passed through the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation and entered the mountain gate carved from white jade—
Li Changshou respectfully handed Elder Wan Linjun the Soul-Capturing Bead, along with the treasure pouch containing the "spoils of war."
It was not that he had not considered keeping some for himself.
Most of the Storage magic treasures seized this time had already been destroyed in Elder Wan Linjun's Poison Fire, and what remained was worth little...
More importantly, this concerned a matter of life and death for the sect.
The Primordial Wilderness was vast; it had not been easy to find a family to rely upon.
Searching his heart, Du Xian Sect had always treated him, an "outstanding" disciple, quite well. Though he came from the weakest and poorest peak in the sect, no one had deliberately made things difficult for him or harshly rebuked him throughout his cultivation.
On the contrary, many elders of the Hall of Hundred Affairs had shown him considerable care, if only for the sake of the mandarin fish spirit fish...
Therefore, Li Changshou did not wish to see the sect fall like this.
Today, for instance, he had revealed two Little Trump Cards before Elder Wan Linjun: the Sense Stone and the Soul-Capturing Bead.
—For him, this was also a small contribution.
His principle was simple: so long as he could ensure his own safety, he would help where he could and do his best to protect them.
Watching Li Changshou lower his head and offer up the treasure pouch and Soul-Capturing Bead, Elder Wan Linjun narrowed his eyes, revealing the faintest "cold smile," then swept them into his sleeve.
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