On the stage, Shen Xu looked at Zhen Yuan and raised an eyebrow.
"Ayuan, what did you say to Sima Ling?" He asked, and Zhen Yuan smiled before speaking.
"I told him how to arrange a more powerful heavenly inferno." He said and quickly continued.
"I also promised him a reward if he succeeds within ten years."
"You did? That's not like you." Shen Xu asked, and Zhen Yuan sighed.
"I know." He said and nodded.
Since they met, Sima Ling's attitude towards him had always been mocking.
However, Zhen Yuan sensed no malice or killing intent from the person.
Considering that, he didn't mind using Sima Ling to enrich the cultivation world's formations inheritance.
[Xiaoxu, we will be ascending to the immortal realm in a few thousand years. Before then, we should find people to inherit the legacies we found in the black lake. What do you think?] Zhen Yuan asked.
[I agree.] Shen Xu immediately nodded.
He didn't want to be anyone's master or disciple.
