"Brother Luo, you seem to know some inside information."
Xu Xiu's eyes brightened slightly, his interest piqued.
"The more you know, the sooner you die. Are you sure you want to know?" Luo Zheng sneered.
Xu Xiu's talent and strength were mediocre, his cultivation only at the Golden Core middle stage, and his Contract companion beast was merely a Green Fluorescent Insect that did not even qualify as an earthly sha treasure beast. But he had a pretty face, good luck, and a knack for winning women over with honeyed words, and had luckily found a Dao companion with a powerful background. Otherwise, with his aptitude, Xu Xiu could never have broken through the Golden Core barrier.
"Then never mind. I'm terribly afraid of dying." Xu Xiu shook his head slightly, unbothered by Luo Zheng's mockery.
A kept man needed to know his place.
As long as he did nothing too outrageous, Luo Zheng would never lay a hand on him.
Yet after Xu Xiu took a step back, Luo Zheng unexpectedly initiated a divine sense transmission:
"I don't mind telling you. Chen Beiwu might become the Immortal Sect First Seat, but he will never be allowed to meddle in sect affairs, become the future successor to the sect leader, or enjoy Spirit Transformation resources."
At those words, Xu Xiu's pupils contracted. He abruptly understood, and a trace of regret flashed through his eyes.
He had only his loose tongue to blame.
All the world bustled for profit; all the world jostled for gain.
Whether they were cultivation prodigies intent on the great path of cultivation or second-generation cultivators intent on wielding the sect's power in the future, they would clash over the resources and benefits within the sect.
For instance, the Purple Mansion Nascent-Soul-Nourishing Pill and Myriad Spirits King-Transforming