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第两千零六十二章 拜轩阁崛起

One decisive battle determined the outcome. After this conflict, while the demon disaster could not be said to have been completely resolved—after all, many ancient demons still lingered in the Twelve States of Heaven Cloud—it was clear that even with the loss of a million ancient demons just now, only about forty percent had perished. From the standpoint of numbers alone, the ancient demons were severely weakened but far from being entirely eliminated.

However, quantity did not determine victory or defeat. The leaders of the ancient demons had all returned to the Underworld, and those remaining were thoroughly defeated in this battle, their morale at an all-time low.

Their ability to cause harm was now extremely limited; they were like a pile of sand, unable to accomplish anything significant. From this perspective, saying that the demon disaster had been resolved wasn't entirely wrong. The task now was to pursue and eliminate the ancient demons.

This logic was known by most cultivators, even if their emotions weren't as deep. With some quick thinking, they could understand it clearly. Their faces couldn't help but light up with joy.

Thinking back on these years under the threat of ancient demons, everyone felt like they had just woken from a dream.

For Lin Xuan, there was an especially profound sense of gratitude. After all, everyone knew that if not for Senior Lin's presence here and his significant contributions in battle, their current situation would be entirely different. The positions of the victors and vanquished might have been reversed.

Although cultivators were generally cold-hearted, such favors had to be remembered. Lin Xuan didn't dwell on this; after all, he was about to return to the Spirit Realm soon, while the benefits for Bai Xuan Pavilion were immense.

Lu Ying's actions with her wrist were beyond doubt. After gaining Lin Xuan's approval, she began actively promoting his connection to their sect. The saying "love the house and its occupants" applied; these cultivators, having benefited from Lin Xuan, would naturally show favor towards his sect. Moreover, Bai Xuan Pavilion wasn't a minor faction; it was one of the three major forces in the Twelve States of Heaven Cloud, which had long been an object of admiration for many.

Although they were still pursuing ancient demons, several high-ranking cultivators had already applied to join.

Bai Xuan Pavilion became extremely popular. Liu Ying and Kang Xiaolu could only sigh; even a fool could see that Lin Xuan was intentionally allowing Lu Ying to act this way, supporting Bai Xuan Pavilion.

With his current prestige, the benefits for Bai Xuan Pavilion were obvious. It would likely expand rapidly and become the first force in the Twelve States of Heaven Cloud within no time.

But what could they do? Who could envy someone who had a high-ranking cultivator's support?

Even without these new recruits, the strength displayed by Bai Xuan Pavilion was already causing them alarm.

The Black Dragon King was now Lu Ying's spirit pet, which wasn't strange. But during their recent battle, many puppets appeared in the Bai Xuan Pavilion camp.

While puppets were not uncommon—most major sects had them—their numbers and quality were unusually high. The puppet masters among the four pavilion leaders had reached the stage of Separation and Union.

"Really..."

Liu Ying and Kang Xiaolu weren't fools; it was impossible for human realms to have such things. Thus, their origin could only be attributed to Lin Xuan.

"Sending so many puppets to Bai Xuan Pavilion, with the Black Dragon King's help, even without these new recruits, the strength of Bai Xuan Pavilion is far beyond ours," Kang Xiaolu sighed.

Liu Ying nodded, her face showing a touch of melancholy. "Envy won't help; in cultivation realms, the rise and fall of sects are normal. We shouldn't be too upset."

"Right. Fortunately, Bai Xuan Pavilion is friendly with our two sects. Even if it becomes powerful, it won't affect us," Kang Xiaolu could only console himself.

Regardless, the prosperity of Bai Xuan Pavilion seemed unstoppable.

Meanwhile, in their camp, after this battle, while humans and beast-kin forces had achieved a great victory, they suffered heavy losses as well—killing one thousand demons meant losing eight hundred. Their own losses were significant. As night fell, they needed to rest properly.

As cultivators, setting up temporary camps wasn't difficult. Using earth and wood element techniques, various buildings quickly sprang up.

Bai Xuan Pavilion was located in the western part of the camp, occupying a vast area due to its status as one of the few major forces.

In the central pavilion,

"Master, what do you mean? Are we leaving now?"

Lu Ying's expression was shocked. Liu Ying and Wu Yun'er, Ye Pin'er also looked similarly dismayed. It wasn't surprising; they had just met not long ago, only a few months apart. The thought of parting now filled them with deep reluctance.

Lin Xuan sighed. He too felt the pangs of separation, but there was no such thing as an eternal feast in this world. He would eventually return to the Spirit Realm.

The girls understood this logic, though they hadn't expected Lin Xuan to leave so quickly.

"Master, the demon disaster hasn't been resolved..."

Lu Ying's words were cut off by Lin Xuan. His expression was unamused: "You brat, if you want to keep me, come up with a better reason. The demons are now leaderless; without me, you can handle them just fine..."

Lu Ying lowered her head. She had spoken impulsively and felt somewhat embarrassed when directly confronted by Master.

Wu Yun'er was about to speak but was stopped by Lin Xuan.

"Enough. You don't need to persuade me anymore. Even if I stay a few more days, it wouldn't change anything. It's better for you all to focus on cultivation; perhaps we'll meet again someday."

Lin Xuan's smiling voice echoed in their ears. Though he knew the possibility was slim—despite several girls' potential breakthroughs, they might not ascend to the Spirit Realm—the hope remained.

It would ease their sorrow and serve as encouragement. Cultivation realms were unpredictable; back when he was mocked at the Cloud Pavilion, he never imagined his current situation.

With Lin Xuan's words, how could the girls persuade him further?

Lu Ying bowed gracefully: "Then I wish Master a smooth journey."

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