Skyblue, at the summit.
Beneath a green pine, Xu Xuan stood quietly with the Ashen Gray Dharma Sword on his back. Beside him stood a scar-faced man riding black fire-Liang Yong.
"Sorry for the trouble, Protector Liang, but I'll need you to accompany me to Chonghua."
Xu Xuan turned slightly and spoke to Liang Yong. This protector had spent years guarding the trade route to Chonghua and was reasonably familiar with the Purple Gold Abbey, so Xu Xuan had called him along.
"Not at all! The women at the Purple Gold Abbey are all full of fire. Even without your orders, Sect Leader, I'd have fought for the chance to go."
Liang Yong's brazen manner left Xu Xuan somewhat speechless. Still, he was accustomed to his protector's temperament. He merely offered a few cautions, telling him not to run his mouth once they arrived.
"It's getting late. They should be here soon."
Xu Xuan shifted his gaze. By the rules of etiquette, since this was the Purple Gold Abbey's first invitation to him, they ought to send someone to escort him.
Had they not been an important buyer of his abbey's artifacts and spiritual treasures, with Yin Thunder Mountain behind them, he would never have agreed so readily to visit.
Clouds parted on the horizon, and purple lightning leaped forth, revealing a bronze Thunder Chariot roughly the size of a room. Three white-winged Heavenly Horses drew it, its wheels rumbling. As it reached the outskirts of Green Luo, its supernatural radiance subsided. Its driver was a man in purple Daoist robes patterned with gold, at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. He spoke respectfully:
"The Purple Gold Abbey of Chonghua respectfully invites the master of the Great Red Abbey, the Calamity-Splitting Sword Immortal, to grace our mountain gate with his