Nan suddenly understood. "Senior Brother, you've thought this through!"
"Hmph. That junior has only his own greed to blame. Stronger isn't always better. What matters is whether you can actually use it!"
True Lord Yude said calmly, "If that junior survives the great battle, I'm sure he'll take the lesson to heart."
True Person Nan nodded, impressed by his Senior Brother's bearing. They were all members of the Immortal Sects, after all; they could hardly set out to harm Tang Changsheng directly.
It was only a little lesson, perfectly aboveboard! Even the Taiyi Immortal Sword Order couldn't take up his cause over that!
Tang Changsheng walked with his hands behind his back, paying no mind to the people bowing all around him and regarding him with the reverence due a Celestial. Instead, he wondered how much he would be rewarded once this mission was complete.
But no matter how generous the reward, it could hardly surpass what the Vermilion Bright Nether Void Palace had given him.
More importantly, the Pan Tribe was powerful. Even if the effort to destroy them had begun as a mere spark, wiping them out would not happen overnight. Even if everything went smoothly, it would probably take eight or ten years...
To those who followed the Immortal Dao, eight or ten years might pass in the snap of a finger. But Tang Changsheng had cultivated for less than thirty years in total. To him, that was far too long.
Who knew what might happen in that time? When would the war against the Purple Dusk Demons begin?
And more crucially, would the Purple Dusk Demons intervene?
Purple Dusk Spies had appeared everywhere: first in Suxu City, then on the way back from the Trial, and even inside Nine-Chamber Mountain. There was also that nameless