West Sea in Uproar, East Sea Clouds Surge

"Senior Wei truly lived up to his reputation. Your abilities are formidable."

The moment the other party heard his words, his face changed from gloom to brightness, and he was overjoyed.

"It was all thanks to Young Master's guidance."

Wei Shaoping offered a flattering remark.

"Enough talk. We'll go out at once."

A trace of delight appeared in Young Master Nie's eyes.

At last, there was a result. His long, arduous wait here had not been in vain.

Although he had always been a wastrel in the Lineage, paying little heed to cultivation, he was still his father's son. This time, he wanted to carry out the mission beautifully.

Once he returned, perhaps he might even receive that magnificent Blessed Land.

Within a Blessed Land lay unfathomable Creation, greatly beneficial to cultivation.

For Young Master Nie, this mission had come at precisely the right time.

Even if he failed, he knew in his heart that his father sending him here from the Lineage did not necessarily mean his father had no expectations for him.

The punishment for failure would not be too severe.

But if he succeeded, the weight of a Humanity Path Supreme Treasure—of a Supreme Treasure—would be enough to tip the scales even further.

The fate winds and clouds of the West Sea Inheritance Grounds churned.

Seven days later.

Lu Qing's Red Dust Avatar within the Immortal City had also sensed a few clues.

Looking toward the West Sea, he saw faint, unpredictable changes in Fate Allotment.

Changes in Humanity Fate Allotment, along with collisions between several other powerful auras.

"Human Path Inheritance Grounds."

Its reputation was well deserved.

Although Humanity Providence had not suddenly surged as violently as it had elsewhere, it was like a thin stream flowing on without end, continually showing an upward trend.

Lu