There was a newfound respect in Zhang Tao's gaze.
He had originally thought the cultivator before him was merely powerful, with a few minor tricks up his sleeve.
He truly had not expected him to be an exceedingly rare alchemy master as well!
With strength and resources alike, his future knows no bounds.
Zhang Tao sighed inwardly, though his expression remained solemn.
After settling the details, the two signed a Supreme Unity Dao Pact, setting out various conditions to bind each other.
"I'll take my leave."
In little more than a dozen breaths, they swiftly reached an agreement. Liu Yu rose with a smile and took his leave.
Tap, tap.
He gave a slight cupped-hand salute and headed back toward the deck, soon disappearing from sight.
Zhang Tao remained where he was, watching Liu Yu's retreating figure. He shook his head slightly, genuinely feeling his age.
With strength far beyond his peers and mastery of alchemy besides, Liu Yu was certain to achieve extraordinary things in the future, provided he did not fall along the way.
Compared with him, Zhang Tao had fallen far short at that age. Otherwise, he would not have...
Time was pressing; not a single second could be wasted.
Thus, every private audience was strictly limited, generally lasting no more than a dozen breaths.
Meanwhile, Zhang Ziping and Kong Lingxiu were also reorganizing the forces.
When Liu Yu emerged from the cabin, the various teams had already been divided into nine larger squads.
The smaller squads numbered a dozen or so, the larger ones over twenty.
The original small teams had not been broken up, however. They had merely been combined with other teams to form larger squads.
Time was growing increasingly tight. Even if some unimportant formation nodes were breached, the benefit would be