Zuo Qian held Li Yanchu’s abilities in high regard, believing that although this young Daoist looked handsome but unreliable, unlike the older, middle-aged Daoists, his skill in exorcising demons was truly top-notch. Zuo Qian still vividly remembered how Li Yanchu had swept through the Duanlong Cave.0

“Promoted?” Li Yanchu glanced at the official robes Zuo Qian was wearing.0

Zuo Qian nodded. “Thanks to you, after capturing villagers who were raising spider demons and clearing out the Duanlong Cave, as well as rescuing abducted missing women, I was commended by the court and my rank was elevated.”0

He was now a fifth-rank martial officer, which for someone his age meant a very bright future.0

Li Yanchu said, “Zuo, congratulations on your promotion. But I myself haven’t...0