Lu Changsheng naturally wouldn't voice the question he truly wanted to ask.
He hadn't come here seeking rewards; his goal was to wedge himself into the core of the Immortal Realm. Only then would he have a chance to access the information he longed for.
The reward offered for the divine task.
Lu Changsheng naturally wouldn't admit his true intentions. Instead, he lowered his head with a respectful bow and said, "Shouldering the worries of the Immortal Realm is simply Zhong Sheng's duty, as well as the responsibility of all disciples of the Immortal Realm. How could one seek profit in such a matter?"
"A fine word—duty. A fine word—shouldering the worries of my Immortal Realm!" The god thundered, "At such a young age, your words do carry extraordinary weight."
The divine envoy immediately cast a glance at Lu Changsheng, and Lu Changsheng could feel the urgency in that gaze.
However, what the god said next caused the divine envoy to breathe a sigh of relief.
