"Lu—I mean, Saint Lu…" Zhang Shu spoke up, her expression somewhat complicated.

She could hardly believe it. Only about ten months had passed since her three-year pact with Lu Changsheng, and he had already become a Martial Saint. More than that, he had even accomplished a string of deeds that shook the entire Sacred Earth along the way.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Shu, the lead you gave me on the Void Divine Crystal saved me a great deal of time in forging my Saint Body," said Lu Changsheng. "The three-year term isn't up yet, but I can make a trip to your family now and take care of that Martial Saint threat for you."

Lu Changsheng would keep his word. What he had promised Zhang Shu, he would naturally see done.

As she listened to him, joy rose in Zhang Shu's heart, though her expression revealed...