Just how unwilling are you to see me seek the fruit...? I'll have to bluff him a little...
Xuan Guang turned the matter over in his mind, then changed his expression, a faint trace of arrogance surfacing on his face.
"The promises of great figures are ultimately vague and insubstantial. Rather than rely on you, I would choose to trust myself."
He puts too much faith in the sword in his hand. Another fellow whose sword intent has gone to his head, it seems...
A flicker of disdain passed through the old man's eyes at those words, but he still sought to reassure him pleasantly.
"Our White Emperor's Golden Edge Dao Lineage has always honored its word. Still, words alone are no proof. Young friend, you may as well take a look at this..."
As he spoke, he took out a pale green Jade Slip and handed it to Xuan Guang. This was one of the benefits they had settled on long ago.
Not a single Great True Person in the world who had crossed the threshold of immortality was easy to deal with. Words alone would certainly not persuade one; tangible benefits were needed as well. Of course, it also depended on whether he knew what was good for him.
Xuan Guang accepted the Jade Slip and sent a strand of spirit sense curling around it.
"'Year-End Spring Pin Secret Art'..."
It was unmistakably a Yi Wood secret art for seeking the Dao. Its text was vast as smoke, intricate and obscure. Even with cultivation as advanced as Xuan Guang's, he could not read it all in an instant.
More importantly, most of its latter portion was concealed in mist. Someone had clearly sealed it by special means, making it impossible to glimpse the whole.
"Well?"
Seeing him raise