"Xiaoyu, send word to our Branch Altars in Great Song to keep a close eye on that Persian merchant ship. Under no circumstances can they be allowed to leave."
"Those three have decent Martial Arts skills. Unless necessary, don't test them. See whether they have any other companions."
"Find a few people with good lightness skills and prepare a sedan chair. I'm going to meet these three Persian experts."
"Remember to take good care of the Divine Eagle. When I return, I hope to see more feathers on its wings, enough for it to carry someone in flight."
Jiang Xiaoyu nodded and went to make the arrangements.
His master had not told him to come along, so he would remain at Blackwood Cliff.
Soon, eight Martial Arts Masters skilled in lightness skills carried a spacious sedan chair down Blackwood Cliff, moving as fast as a galloping horse.
The eight had actually fought for this opportunity. Normally, when did they ever get a chance to approach the Right Envoy? On this journey, they might receive his guidance. Even a few words could benefit them endlessly.
If the Right Envoy was in a good mood and taught them some martial arts as well, that would be even better.
The sedan chair sped toward Great Song while Lin Lang sat cross-legged inside, continuing to cultivate the Reverse Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.
A little over two hours later, he suddenly felt the sedan chair sway. Although all eight were Martial Arts Masters skilled in lightness skills, their abilities differed, and someone had fallen out of step.
"Stop. Take a break."
Seeing them all panting, Lin Lang shook his head slightly.
Martial Arts Masters still were not good enough. They consumed True Qi too quickly and recovered too slowly. He would have to find eight