"Heh."
Huyan Jun suddenly chuckled.
"Why are you laughing again for no reason, fellow Daoist?"
Cheng Xinzhan was curious.
Huyan Jun said,
"Actually, when I came to see you last time, besides asking you to forge a sword, there was something else, Abbott."
Cheng Xinzhan had guessed that day that Huyan Jun had left something unsaid, but had pretended not to know. Now that Huyan Jun had brought it up himself, he played along and asked,
"Oh? What else?"
Huyan Jun looked a little sheepish.
"Ah, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, Abbott. In the end, it was just more scrambling like flies and skulking like dogs. That day, I actually came at someone else's request."
He pointed at Yu Nanlin.
"You must know that our Xuanmen keeps a tally of merits for slaying demons in Western Kham, Abbott. After these years of demon suppression, the greatest prize remaining is the final battle against the White Bone Chan Cloister. Both Azure City and Emei want to scoop up more merit in that last battle."
"At our Mount Qingcheng, the one responsible for Northern Kham is my third junior brother, Yu Bailu, who is also this disciple's granduncle.
"He knows your Divine Abilities are formidable, Abbott. No one in the lower three tribulations of the Golden Core realm can withstand a single exchange with you, and against those in the middle three tribulations, you win more often than you lose. Most importantly, you are close friends with Emei's Yan Renying and Zhou Qingyun."
"Over these past few years, you have slain countless demons and earned considerable merit for the Emei School, Abbott. My junior brother saw all this and asked me to speak on his behalf."
"He wasn't asking you to help Azure City kill demons, nor to distance