Time slipped by, and at last, the Exchange Convention commenced. 

On the martial grounds of the Azure Mountain Sacred Land, the Martial Saint elders of every sacred land were seated in high places, and the several most powerful Martial Saints among them had been invited to the principal seats.

Lu Changsheng now sat among them, directly beside the sect master of the Azure Mountain Sacred Land. It was proof enough of how highly they regarded him. 

However sour relations between the Azure Mountain Sacred Land and the Heavenly River Sacred Land were, their treatment of Lu Changsheng was courtesy of the highest order.

Lu Changsheng understood why that was. He was, in fact, an outsider within the Heavenly River Sacred Land; a titled elder could leave whenever he wished. If one day he actually left the Heavenly River Sacred Land, would it be possible for him to join the Azure Mountain Sacred Land?

The possibility certainly existed, which meant the courtesy extended to him now was a future investment. Naturally, there was no harm in befriending someone like Lu Changsheng,...