Retrieving Honor

At Zhe Liang's words, a smile graced his lips.

A glint reappeared in his eyes as he glanced toward the direction of the imperial city, bowing respectfully.

"Master, I will not disappoint you."

Zhe Liang murmured softly, then turned to Zhongren beside him, and to Gu Xiaoqi, who feigned an air of maturity.

"Both of you, too, must cultivate diligently."

"As we venture to the Underworld, our paths shall cross again at the pinnacle!"

Leaving behind a promise of reunion at the peak.

After embracing them briefly, Zhe Liang descended the teahouse alone.

Seeing this, Black Abyss followed suit.

"We bid farewell."

Fierce Fire cast a glance at Gu Xiaoqi, brimming with reverence and reluctance.

If he could escort a descendant of the ancient gods to ascend to the Demon Realm, the rewards would be beyond imagination!

But even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't dare to broach the subject.