Trivial things

After a pause, Biyu Lin continued:

"The Autumn Water Immortal Clan has a long history, spanning two million years, and has weathered two Continental Wars."

"The Old Ancestor of the Autumn Water Immortal Clan, Dingbo Martial Immortal, rose to prominence during the Continental War of the Supreme Ancient Era."

"To this day, the Autumn Water Immortal Clan has produced its second Martial Immortal, titled Huanyu Martial Immortal."

"Aside from the two Martial Immortals, the Autumn Water Immortal Clan also possesses two low-grade Immortal Artifacts and a Three-Tribulation Immortal Formation, with countless Saint-Grade Martial Artists."

"A small Saint-Grade force like our Biyu Clan is like an ant in the eyes of the Autumn Water Immortal Clan."

"The Autumn Water Immortal Clan has ignored us for tens of thousands of years; even if someone in our clan becomes a Saint, they wouldn't spare a glance."

"However, now that we have submitted to Master's command, I am unsure how the Autumn Water Immortal Clan will react."

When Biyu Lin mentioned the Autumn Water Immortal Clan, there wasn't a hint of worry in his tone.

Because in his view, the Master he had just sworn fealty to was certainly a more powerful and noble existence than the Autumn Water Immortal Clan.

Could the Autumn Water Immortal Clan refine Immortal Artifacts at will?

Their only two Immortal Artifacts were refined by others after they paid a massive price.

Could the Autumn Water Immortal Clan casually hand out quasi-immortal pills as rewards to their subordinates?

Even the Martial Immortals of their own clan have likely never seen so many perfect quality quasi-immortal pills.

Could the Autumn Water Immortal Clan produce over a hundred Martial Saints for a Sacred Clan in an instant?

Although they have over a thousand Martial Saints of their own, that was accumulated over more than two million years!

The three clans—Yaochi, Heavenly Cloud, and Red Sun—gained a hundred Martial Saints in just a few days, leaping to the top tier among Saint-level forces.

From these three points alone, Biyu Lin could see that his Master's power was absolutely countless times stronger than the Autumn Water Immortal Clan; saying he had god-like reach wouldn't even begin to describe it!

"If the Autumn Water Immortal Clan interferes in this matter…"

"…report to me immediately. I will personally negotiate with them."

Su Lang's lips curled into a faint smile. "The Lutian Tower isn't going to war with me for now, and I'm actually quite anxious about it. If the Autumn Water Immortal Clan wants to deliver experience and resources, I would be very welcoming."

Biyu Lin and the others would find out about the Lutian Tower sooner or later.

Thus, Su Lang had no intention of hiding it and spoke of it directly.

But upon hearing this, Biyu Lin and the other seven Martial Saints were not terrified that Su Lang was an enemy of the Lutian Tower; instead, they felt their Master was truly impressive to be able to oppose the Lutian Tower!

"Our Master is truly too incredible!"

Biyu Lin and the others' eyes brightened, revealing a hint of excitement.

"Biyu Lin."

Su Lang's voice drifted over.

Biyu Lin's body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head respectfully. "This servant is here!"

"The strength of your Biyu Clan should also be improved."

Su Lang casually pointed at the Formation barrier in the sky. "Just in this Formation alone, I can see countless flaws; it's extremely fragile."

As he spoke…

Su Lang moved his finger and snapped.

"Snap!"

Following the crisp sound, the Great Mountain Guarding Formation enveloping the Biyu Sacred Clan suddenly vanished!

This scene immediately left Biyu Lin and the others dumbstruck.

Even Yaochi Yanfa and the others who had long followed Su Lang were left speechless.

"Biyu Lin."

"Do you want a Three-Tribulation Immortal Formation?"

Su Lang smiled faintly, his expression indifferent, as if he were asking Biyu Lin if he wanted a rock from the side of the road.

"Yes, I do!"

"This subordinate begs Master to set up a Three-Tribulation Immortal Formation for the Biyu Clan!"

Without a second thought, Biyu Lin dropped to his knees and began to kowtow vigorously.

"This lowly one begs Master to set up an Immortal Formation!"

"This subordinate begs Master to protect the Biyu Clan!"

"…"

The rest of the Biyu Clan's Martial Saints also all knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

Although they were all clan leaders who had long held high positions, for the sake of an Immortal-Grade Formation, they would do it even if they had to crack their heads open kowtowing.

"In that case…"

"…I shall refine an Immortal Formation for you."

"However, you will need to provide some of the Materials for refining this Immortal Formation."

"Of course, you definitely don't have those Immortal-Grade Materials, so I'll provide those for you."

Su Lang curled his lips and waved his hand lightly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.