After chatting with the Emperors for a while, Meng Chuan made an excuse about needing to consolidate his cultivation and left.
Of course, he needed no such thing. His Foundation was as solid as Immortal Gold forged a thousand times over. He simply had another gathering to attend...
Before Meng Chuan could leave, however, Ruthless called him back.
"Remember what you promised me."
Ruthless looked at Meng Chuan with cool eyes, her expression calm.
"What did I promise you?" Meng Chuan asked, puzzled. Don't think you can make things up just because you're pretty.
If you make some outrageous demand, am I supposed to let myself be talked into agreeing?
Wishful thinking!
I, Meng Chuan, stand firm! I can withstand any test!
Ruthless stared steadily at Meng Chuan. The atmosphere turned strange, and the other Emperors, sensing something amiss, hurried away.
Only the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body could not resist clicking his tongue as he left and muttering about young people these days.
Judging by age alone, the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body was an old fellow compared with Meng Chuan.
"Dark True Immortal." Ruthless said expressionlessly, looking Meng Chuan in the eye.
Meng Chuan slapped his forehead. He remembered now: he had promised Ruthless that once he achieved Immortal Ascension and developed a way to purify True Immortal-level darkness, he would take her to fight the Dark True Immortals.
"Great Emperor, I've actually kept that matter in mind all along."
Meng Chuan said with a solemn expression, "I've only just achieved Immortal Ascension, so I haven't had time to do it yet."
"As long as you remember." Ruthless gave Meng Chuan a glance, then turned and left.
Meng Chuan felt a little embarrassed. Only fifteen hundred years had passed since he made her that promise, and he had already forgotten