On the Silver Fish Immortal Ship, the warriors stood solemnly in ordered columns, their presence heavy and imposing.
At the end of their ranks, Ye Tianming sat quietly in the center of a broad chair, calmly watching Xue Shaohua and Li Chilian approach together.
"Grand Elder Xue, Grand Elder Li, Ye Zun invites you over."
A warrior approached the two powerhouses of the Mystic Sun Sect as they boarded the deck, bowed with clasped hands, then led them to a large chair several yards from Ye Tianming.
"It has been a long time, gentlemen." Ye Tianming rose, greeting them with apparent friendliness, as though they were old acquaintances.
"Hmph, Ye Zun, you certainly planned this well. Everything has gone just as you wished. The Azure Cloud Sect members have discovered that Yu Sande was refining the mystic heaven origin. They are that man's most devoted supporters, and they certainly will not let this go. Now you can seize the chance to drag our sect into the mire and use us against the Azure Cloud Sect!" Xue Shaohua snorted coldly, voicing his displeasure.
Li Chilian offered no complaint, merely giving Ye Tianming a long look, a trace of conflicting emotions in his eyes.
Ye Tianming said calmly, "You misunderstand. I, too, deeply regret this affair. I never expected Sun Zhuo to take such a hard line."
"If you insist that I deliberately arranged all this, consider how many cultivators have benefited from the Immortal Ship auctions I established over these past twenty years. Most of them remain free and unfettered to this day, active throughout the world."
Xue Shaohua's brow furrowed deeply at those words.
What Ye Tianming said was indeed true. For the past twenty years, he had worked to help cultivators throughout the world attain greatness. Countless gifted talents