Qin Shiyue was truly delighted by the Dragon King of the South Sea's arrangements. On this trip, aside from the Shaolin Temple's cauldrons, his main priority had been the Three Seas and Seven Waters. The territory under the Three Seas and Seven Waters' control was exceedingly vast, and the goods they could offer would surely meet the Cult Leader's requirements. Yet precisely because the region was so broad, Qin Shiyue would have had to travel to many places. Fortunately, they were all waterways, so he did not fear hardship; it would merely have cost time. Dragon King Xu's arrangement, however, immediately spared him much trouble. He only needed to wait in Jingyue City. To accomplish such a difficult task without lifting a finger was the sort of good fortune he was naturally happy to accept.
Moreover, regardless of how skilled the Three Seas Dragon Kings and Seven Waters Gang Leaders were in martial arts, they had countless followers behind them. With them around him, he would at least have detailed intelligence from the martial world, far better than he and Ying Fei stumbling about like deaf and blind men. Of course, with the Three Seas and Seven Waters involved, if the Righteous Path Alliance wished to move against him, they would have to think thrice before acting.
Thus, Qin Shiyue's toast was entirely sincere. The three Dragon Kings and the Seven Waters Gang Leader all rose to their feet and raised their cups. "Lord Qin has endured hardship on the road. These are all things I ought to do. Please." Everyone laughed merrily and raised their cups to drink.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, the atmosphere grew lively. Everyone had only heard of Qin Shiyue by reputation. High-ranking disciples of the Divine Cult like them