"Haha, if that was truly the case, then Fellow Daoist Tu's merit... was the greatest achievement since the war began! No wonder Snowy Realm Senior entrusted you with the heavy responsibility of the Council Hall!"
"Hehe, exactly so! Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Tu!" The Golden Core cultivators all came to a realization and cupped their hands in congratulations.
"Many thanks, fellow Daoists. Tu's contribution... cannot be separated from the painstaking plans all of you fellow Daoists devised in the Council Hall. This is also the merit of all you fellow Daoists; Tu dares not praise himself!" Tu Hong spoke modestly as he took out Xuntian City's City Lord's token and handed it to Cheng Ming with an ingratiating smile. "I ask Fellow Daoist Cheng to inspect it. Today, Tu has entered the Council Hall by the City Lord's command!"
"Good!" Cheng Ming accepted the City Lord's token, examined it for a moment, then passed it to the other cultivators beside him. Cupping his hands, he said, "With Fellow Daoist Tu of Xuntian City aiding us from now on, our Council Hall will surely grow wings like a tiger, and beat the Huan Kingdom's sword cultivators until they scatter like fallen blossoms!"
"We will still need the strength of all you fellow Daoists! Xuntian City will certainly support this with all our might!" Tu Hong said with a smile.
After everyone had examined the City Lord's token, Tu Hong took it back and smiled. "May Tu take his seat now?"
"Please!" Cheng Ming raised a hand.
"Please!" the cultivators said in unison.
"Many thanks!" Tu Hong strode proudly to the empty meditation cushion and sat down. Jin Gang and Fang Liebie also took their seats on the other two cushions.
"Fellow Daoist Tu wiped out forty thousand sword cultivators, as well as