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第一千七百二十八章 密谈

He had used all his tricks, but still couldn't escape from the seabed. Not only did he suffer physical harm and die, but even his soul was captured by the Shark King and subjected to a soul-searching technique...

The real culprit remained at large.

This incident caused severe consequences. Even the ancient monster of the Dōngxuán period could no longer be ignored by the Holy City.

As they say, if something can be tolerated, why not everything? The sea creatures had overstepped their bounds.

The Holy City issued a call to arms to all major human factions. This meant that the conflict with the sea creatures was inevitable and would soon turn into a full-scale war. A great battle would commence every ten thousand years between these two races.

The sea creatures were not weak either. Although the other five kings thought that the Shark King's handling of this matter was too hasty, they couldn't ignore his faction. After all, the six kings were closely tied together—what affected one affected them all.

There were also rumors that the Three Sovereigns of the Demons had secretly gathered. Even if this incident didn't directly concern them, how could they remain indifferent when humans and sea creatures went to war? With the balance disrupted, they would certainly try to benefit from it.

"Ah, I see," Lin Xuan nodded. "Are you worried that even our minor cultivators might be involved?"

"In a nest destroyed, there are no intact eggs. If this were just a small-scale conflict, perhaps we could escape. But with a full-scale war between the two races, even ordinary humans would be caught up in it. How can any cultivator remain untouched? Especially in the vast sea of the Great Wilderness, where we started this, we will surely be at the forefront."

"What should we do then?"

Lin Xuan's expression softened. "We have no choice but to disperse and hide on remote islands. Each person must find a place to hide."

"Such is our only option," Lin Xuan nodded. In such circumstances, he couldn't think of any better strategy.

"The Lady’s plan makes sense. If that’s the case, why don’t you just come with me?" Lin Xuan said calmly. She was their teacher and mother, even if they didn't have much emotional connection, it seemed wrong to abandon her like this.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I cannot agree," Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ bowed respectfully, gratitude in her eyes.

"Why not?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.

"I may be a lowly cultivator, but as the head of our sect, how could I abandon my disciples when they are in danger? It would be selfish to run for myself."

"That...?"

Lin Xuan was speechless. He couldn't find words to say. To him, such reasoning made no sense. Over eight hundred years, he had seen countless self-interested cultivators—masters and apprentices alike.

In times of crisis, everyone looked out for themselves. Even his own men were no exception.

If he didn’t know Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ, he would have thought her extremely hypocritical. But now, things were different.

Recalling the first time he met Feiyī and Yànyàn, along with the other minor cultivators of the Hundred-Plants Sect, they seemed insignificant at the time. Yet when faced with danger, not one of them chose to run away; instead, they fought bravely for their comrades.

The tradition passed down by the Hundred-Plants Fairy was truly unique compared to other sects and families.

Lin Xuan wouldn’t do such a thing himself, but he admired these minor cultivators.

"Thank you. I will take your offer into consideration," Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ said with gratitude. "But as the head of our sect, I cannot abandon my disciples."

Lin Xuan nodded and remained silent.

After a moment, Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ stood up and bowed to Lin Xuan. "I entrust Feiyī and Yànyàn to your care. Please be kind to them. Even if I die, they will always remember you in the afterlife."

Before she could finish speaking, she turned around and walked away gracefully.

"Wait a moment."

Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ stopped after walking about ten steps and turned back with a puzzled expression. "What else do you need?"

"You said that even if you disperse, it will be difficult to survive in such a bloody sea," Lin Xuan continued. "But why not leave this place altogether?"

"I want to go too, but our situation is clear. My disciples' cultivation levels are too low. Even during ordinary times, moving the entire sect would be hard. Now, with the current circumstances..."

Lin Xuan nodded in agreement. Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ's concerns were valid. Even a single cultivator traveling long distances could face various dangers.

Sea beasts, demons, and other hostile cultivators generally only dared to travel such vast distances if they had reached the Soul Formation stage or higher. Low-level cultivators doing so would be akin to suicide.

Moreover, an entire sect’s situation was far more complex. Without sufficient strength and thorough preparation, no one would dare undertake such a journey.

"You don’t need to rush. Staying here is too dangerous. If I can find a way for the Hundred-Plants Sect to migrate..."

Before Lin Xuan could finish, Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ's face lit up with joy. She fell to her knees before him and asked anxiously, "Is it really possible?"

"Yes," Lin Xuan nodded. "It should be quite reliable."

"If that’s true, you would have saved our sect from certain death. I will follow any orders you give me without hesitation." Lady Shànggān Mùyu said firmly.

If anyone else had made such a promise, Lin Xuan wouldn't have believed it. Cultivators cared about benefits and breaking their word wasn’t considered significant.

But Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ was different. Her disciples were somewhat old-fashioned, and as the sect leader, she would certainly keep her word once given.

Even though they were all minor cultivators now, they might still be useful in the future.

"Please rise. I need a map of this area first. I will have great use for it."

Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ didn't hesitate and extended her hand to retrieve a green Yu Tong Scroll from her waist. She handed it to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan took it. "When you return, instruct your disciples not to reveal any information. We should leave within three to five days at most, or one month at the latest."

"Understood!"

Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ bowed gracefully. Her expression was filled with both respect and gratitude. Lin Xuan's help was like a timely snowfall, but even more precious.

She then left.

Watching her retreating figure, Lin Xuan sighed. "I really am a hard worker."

But his promise wasn't made on impulse; he had carefully considered it.

He owed Lady Shànggān Mùyǔ for the Yu Tong Scroll that allowed him to obtain the improved version of the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique. The benefits were far greater than expected, and due to the enhanced power of the technique, his strength had significantly increased.

In summary, while the time was short, he had managed to regain much lost ground in both cultivation and power.

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