The young men, full of vigor, always take a soft approach rather than a hard one. A beauty in their arms, offering flattery and soft words, and the matter will naturally be accomplished.
What he needs to do is seize the initiative, connect with Chu Zheng before the other clans, and insert his own people around him. After that, everything will be easier.
"This..."
Fu Zhixuan hesitated for a moment. She wasn't too familiar with Song Lingxue's current situation, but from what she knew, Song Lingxue was a True Inheritor of the Martial Hall and had not insignificant talent in the martial path.
Back during the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield, Chu Zheng had just entered the True Immortal level not long ago. She and Chu Zheng were of similar age, not even fifty, yet her cultivation was already at the mid-stage Martial God Realm, comparable to the Immortal Dao Profound.
