Several days later, Tang Changsheng returned to Cloudtail Mountain. He inspected his Cave Abode from top to bottom once more, then gave Wang Yufu some instructions.
Just then, a Heavenly Edict arrived from Heaven. In the name of the Heavenly Court, it summoned Tang Changsheng to the King Pan Continent to campaign against the Witch-Barbarians' Evil Gods.
The matter had long since been settled. This was merely a formality, so there was little more to say.
But because the Heavenly Court had coordinated with the Taiyi Immortal Sword Order beforehand, one of the order's elders came in person to admonish Tang Changsheng, speaking at length about the Immortal Sects and the Heavenly Court working together as one...
Tang Changsheng had once hated this sort of empty, formulaic talk. But from where he stood now, he understood that such words sometimes had to be said.
Take this elder's speech. Was it truly pointless? Did Tang Changsheng not understand the principle behind it?
In fact, only by saying these things could the Taiyi Immortal Sword Order make its position clear: Tang Changsheng, go and do the job properly...
Not: Pay lip service to the Heavenly Court and go through the motions!
These empty words were, in fact, the current sweeping the world—and the Immortal Sects' stance today!
Of course, Tang Changsheng was not a direct subordinate of the Heavenly Court. Even if it had persuaded the Taiyi Immortal Sword Order to help secure his assistance, it could not skimp on the benefits.
Any reward for success could be discussed later. For now, a Treasured Artifact had been delivered into Tang Changsheng's hands along with the Heavenly Edict.
"The Ghost-Refining Pot!"
Smiling, Tang Changsheng watched the palm-sized wine pot spin in his hand and grow, until it was as large as a house,