Dongsheng Shenzhou, Stillbone Forest.
Li Xingtian followed the route taken by the two Golden Core cultivators ahead of him.
These two had been specifically assigned to help Li Xingtian take command of the elite troops, as well as arrange and assist with subsequent matters.
Having familiar faces help with the work was naturally a good thing. It would save him a great deal of trouble, and he could leave plenty of trivial matters to those below him.
Only... both men kept their lips tightly sealed about where they were going and what they would be doing, saying only, "Your master instructed us to maintain secrecy. We can only explain once we arrive."
Though it was strange, these were his master's instructions, and his master had arranged for these two men as well. Li Xingtian suppressed his doubts. After all, whatever he was supposed to do, they would have to tell him eventually.
Li Xingtian had been in Stillbone Forest for a little while now. He found it utterly silent, with only faint cries from wild beasts that quickly died away, as though making a sound here were a capital offense.
Moreover, this place constantly gave Li Xingtian an eerie feeling. The mountains were high and the forest dense; even simply passing through, he could spot numerous caves and gaps between layers of rock. It was an excellent place to hide.
Li Xingtian marveled inwardly. As expected of the elite force Master spoke of. Even their hiding place was chosen with such care.
The cultivator on Li Xingtian's left slowly reduced his speed and said respectfully:
"Cult Master, our base is inside the mountain up ahead on the left."
Li Xingtian's brow furrowed slightly, a trace of confusion crossing his expression. Cult Master? Base?
*What sort of title was that? The