Bab 60: An Emergency Eighth-Grade Sect Mission!

When Elder Liu heard this, he showed a carefree smile. He took out the alcohol flask at his waist and drank a mouthful.

He pointed at the jade bed and said, "Sect Master, don't do it. Your mission is to teach this brat well."

"If an old man like me risked my life, that would really be fighting with my life."

"I've lived for too long. I also want to see if that damned old man from the Crimson Flame Sect is there. I'll beat him to death!"

In the Elder Pavilion, everyone frowned.

With First Elder Liu's lifespan and the strength as a tenth-stage True Martial Realm cultivator, risking his life was really exchanging one's life for another. He was determined to die.

Xuan Guangzi's eyes narrowed. He wanted to say something, but he looked at the jade bed and swallowed again. In the end, he could only sigh and say,

"Old Liu, come back alive!"

He understood that there were some things that needed to be done!

...

Boom!