Lu Qingshan's words truly struck a chord with everyone.
They had already come all this way and brought out all their weapons. Who could leave satisfied without giving the other side a good pounding first?
The Sacred Sect representatives nodded in satisfaction. Looking again at the bruised and swollen Lu Qingshan, they actually began to find him rather handsome.
These Sacred Sects had emerged not merely for a paltry reward, but to demonstrate their strength and worth to the unfathomably mysterious Emperor Pavilion!
To let the Emperor Pavilion know they were the guardians of order!
The embodiment of justice!
Indispensable pillars of the Eastern Region's Cultivation World!
After all, the Emperor Pavilion was far too mysterious. In ordinary times, never mind establishing connections-even securing an audience was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Rescuing the beloved daughter of an Emperor Pavilion commander was an opportunity bestowed by heaven!
Surely he would have to show himself and thank them in person afterward?
Once they made that connection, would they ever lack opportunities to soar to greatness?
Atop her phoenix carriage, Bing Ningyue swept her cold gaze over them, taking in every trace of calculation they could not conceal.
She sneered inwardly. Wherever there were people, there were rivalries and struggles over profit.
Who among those present had not come for something to gain?
Still, so long as they could rescue Ruoxue, she could not be bothered to quibble over such things.
Thus, she slowly nodded, signaling her agreement with their proposal.
Seeing her nod, Ling Tianchen's spirits soared!
Today, he would borrow the Sacred Sects' tiger-like might to open the eyes of those blind fools in the Eastern Region and show them whether his Thousand Sects Alliance really was a rabble!
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