"Domain Lord Chen truly sees the bigger picture!"
West Pass Plains.
Inside the Slaying Immortal Holy Land, its Holy Lord received the Mortal Domain's reply. The anxiety he had endured for seven days finally scattered like a breeze, and he contentedly took his time brewing a pot of hot tea.
The Mortal Domain had accepted his Apology.
With that,
there was no longer any conflict between them.
Every past grievance had been wiped clean.
"Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures belong to those destined to have them."
The Holy Lord of the Slaying Immortal Holy Land cheerfully lifted his cup and took a sip. "Domain Lord Chen and I think alike."
"Indeed," the First Elder beside him said dryly. "That was exactly what you were thinking when you schemed to obtain the Snow Lotus left by That One on Jiangbei Nameless Mountain. It ended up in the Mortal Domain's hands, though."
"He was more destined for it than I was."
"You saw what happened seven days ago, too. I'm deeply wary of the Mortal Domain. Naturally, reconciliation was the best choice."
"Deeply wary? That's called being outright terrified."
"Of course. Who wouldn't be?"
The Holy Lord rolled his eyes at the First Elder. "If you're not scared, I'll give you my position. Go lead the Slaying Immortal Holy Land into a fight with the Mortal Domain right now." The First Elder quietly shut his mouth. He was even warier than the Holy Lord.
After returning to the Mortal Domain, Chen Fan felt a little exhausted from several days of travel and went to bed early without delay.
He slept until daybreak the next morning.
Refreshed, Chen Fan washed up and stood in his room, looking at the calendar hanging on the wall as he stretched contentedly.
There was nothing left troubling