Three Conditions

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the front of the main hall.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang. This was the sound of the Scarlet Thunder Sect welcoming guests.

"Look, the people from the Myriad Sword Sect are here!" Many disciples looked over curiously.

A flying huge ship steadily stopped in the air above the Scarlet Thunder Sect.

As the flying ship's door opened, a group of cultivators walked out from within the ship, surrounding a shining carriage that slowly arrived in front of the sect's main hall.

Cao Ping sat firmly on the throne with a proud smile on his face.

"Uncle Li, long time no see, I really miss you." Cao Ping slowly got up and unsteadily bowed to Li Haoyang.

This kind of attitude was impolite to a sect leader of a first-rate sect like the Scarlet Thunder Sect. Some of the disciples' faces immediately lit up with a touch of anger.