"No matter. At worst, we'll spend some effort rebuilding it!" Fairy Yunqing spoke lightly, but the three Heavenly Lords' faces changed. "The cost would be enormous!"
"Resources may be tight for the Immortal Sects, but we can still afford this much," Fairy Yunqing said lightly.
After all, she had recognized Tang Changsheng's talent and raised him from humble beginnings.
And Tang Changsheng had proved himself worthy, far beyond anything she had expected.
If she did not fight for Tang Changsheng now, when would she?
Besides, the Nine Great Immortal Sects shared an unspoken understanding: weakening the Heavenly Court—or rather, the five Heavenly Lords—was in their interests.
"Since Fairy Yunqing has made up her mind, we have nothing more to say! We'll leave this matter to you and take no further part in it!"
The three Heavenly Lords, speaking for the Heavenly Court, washed their hands of the matter!
Zhen Yuanzi chuckled. "The Heavenly Lords have worked hard. Thank you for your efforts, but there's no need to trouble yourselves over this matter!"
Tang Changsheng was his own disciple. Even if the disciple was leaving home, the Taiyi Immortal Sword Order was still his family. Paying a little dowry now was nothing.
Other debts could be left outstanding, but a debt of gratitude was the hardest to repay.
Zhong Sijiang had been hoping for a chance to return the favor. What did a little wealth matter? "My Vermilion Bright Nether Void Palace will shoulder this matter alone!"
"Wait, wait. We said the Immortal Sects would shoulder it together. How could we let the Vermilion Bright Nether Void Palace bear it alone?" Ye Xiyi said with a beaming smile.
If the Vermilion Bright Nether Void Palace wanted to settle its debt of gratitude so easily, it would find the task harder than