After Si Wufa took Si Huangquan into the clouds and flew away, an endless stream of people came looking for Chu Xisheng.
Without exception, they had come to thank him.
Although Chu Xisheng had personally killed nearly twenty people in this struggle over the secret realm, far more had survived because of him.
In particular, the seventy-odd ninth-rank martial cultivators who had survived to the end were all pillars of their respective factions' next generation. Their elders could not help feeling grateful and relieved.
Had Chu Xisheng not shown mercy and then disrupted Situ Li's Blood-Origin Rebirth, not one of them would have survived.
Even Lu Ze, the smiling tiger of Lu Family Fort, wore an utterly sincere expression. "Young Hero Chu, before you return to Xiushui, you must visit our Lu Family Fort. You have done our Lu family an immense kindness, and I cannot thank you enough. Please do us the honor of attending a banquet, so our family has a chance to repay you in some small measure."
Lu Chen was not his only son, but he was the most outstanding of all his children.
More importantly, a third of the land within thirty li of this secret realm belonged to their Lu family.
Thanks to Chu Xisheng, both their land and their tenant farmers had escaped catastrophe this time. Lu Ze had to make some gesture.
White-Browed Saber Ying Feilong was even more practical. With a generous air, he pressed a token straight into Chu Xisheng's hand. "From this day forward, Young Hero Chu is my friend. I cannot speak for elsewhere, but here in Linhai, anyone who dares oppose you opposes our Haiyan Gang.
"Furthermore, with this token, you may call upon fifty men at any branch of our Haiyan Gang in the future. If