← 百炼成仙

第三千一百三十章 惊人的决定

Lin Xuan's words caused most of the elders from Sword Lake Palace to show a mixture of anger and frustration. With their status and strength, they had never been subjected to such humiliation.

However, at this moment, each elder was looking around nervously, none daring to openly rebuke or challenge Lin Xuan. It wasn't surprising; after all, two Supreme Elders had already perished, and Lin Xuan was not the type of cultivator who would insist on getting his way even when he was in the right.

Since the conflict arose from their side due to greed, achieving a peaceful resolution wouldn’t be easy. While Lin Xuan wasn't one to take revenge for every slight, he certainly wasn't someone who could be bullied without retaliating.

People must pay the price for their actions. Since Sword Lake Palace had made such a choice in the past, they couldn’t expect leniency now.

Thus, what Lin Xuan did was not overly harsh; it was simply about seeking revenge when deserved and showing gratitude where due.

"Senior, your words are correct. Simply conceding defeat is insufficient. We have accepted our loss with grace. Please be magnanimous and spare us."

The elderly man with a scholarly appearance bowed again. This guy understood the principle that one must adapt to circumstances. A true man can both bend and stand firm. Lin Xuan couldn't help but admire his demeanor.

However, while he admired the elder's stance, such a concession was far from enough for the conflict between the two sects.

What followed left Lin Xuan utterly shocked. He never expected them to make such a decision.

The elderly man’s calm voice echoed: "A mere apology is not enough to quell your wrath. How about our sect submitting to Cloud Hidden Sect?"

"What?" Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned, this decision being too shocking to believe.

Not just Lin Xuan, but other Spirit Formation Period elders were equally shocked.

"Senior Brother, what did you say?"

"Not a mistake. Our sect is the top family in Naelong World. Even after these setbacks, we are still larger than a small Cloud Hidden Sect!"

"Senior Brother, have you lost your mind!"

...

It was no wonder the other elders reacted so strongly; this matter was truly unprecedented.

Indeed, as they said, even though the sect had suffered losses, its core strength remained substantial. With their own disciples numbering in the tens of thousands and Lin Xuan still a formidable opponent, Cloud Hidden Sect couldn’t possibly swallow them whole.

In other words, while Sword Lake Palace might decline, it wasn't at the mercy of others. Why submit to such a small sect?

They thought this decision was utterly foolish. If not for their trust in the senior’s character, they would suspect that the eldest senior had infiltrated Cloud Hidden Sect.

Of course, that was impossible.

But his decision made even less sense.

The other elders began arguing loudly, but Lin Xuan remained unmoved, his gaze flickering as he guessed at the elder's intentions.

Hmph, a wise man acts with subtlety. This Sword Lake Palace senior is more cunning than I imagined.

A retreat to advance strategy. It’s fine; we still hold the initiative. It’s too early to tell who will benefit from this.

Lin Xuan couldn’t help smiling. He ignored their clamor and decided to sit back and watch.

The victor will be the one who laughs last, and he didn't want to get caught up in his own schemes.

"Enough, no more talking."

Seeing that they were still arguing and making no progress, the elderly man with a scholarly appearance roared. His reputation as an elder was already well-established, so even though he was angry, the other cultivators dared not argue back, all falling silent.

However, their faces still showed their dissatisfaction; after all, this matter was too important. If the eldest senior couldn't provide a convincing reason, they wouldn’t easily give up.

Though many cultivators were often cold-hearted, these elders had spent over ten thousand years in Sword Lake Palace and held deep feelings for it. Not one of them hesitated at this critical moment.

Lin Xuan sighed; Sword Lake Palace’s current status and strength weren't due to luck alone.

If the Supreme Elder, Thousand Swords Venerable, hadn’t disappeared mysteriously, he would have likely lost this battle.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan remained unperturbed. He turned his head slowly and spoke calmly: "What do you want to say?"

"Admitting defeat is our duty. Our sect has suffered a crushing loss today. However, my fellow disciples are divided on your decision. If you trust me, please leave for now. I will come back tomorrow at noon with an answer that satisfies you. What do you think of this plan?"

The elderly man spoke sincerely, though he was somewhat nervous. After all, in Lin Xuan's hands, the situation was already under control; would he really leave?

Indeed, his worries were unnecessary. Since Lin Xuan had guessed the elder’s intentions, there was no reason to refuse.

Lin Xuan appreciated this boldness.

"Fine, as you say, I will give you a day to make your decision. If by tomorrow at noon, you still can’t satisfy me, don't blame me for being too powerful," Lin Xuan said generously. As he spoke, a layer of green light enveloped him, and he turned into a streak of lightning that disappeared in the distance.

A few blinks later, he was already out of sight. His departure was clean and decisive, without any hesitation.

"Is he really gone?"

"Did that guy really leave?"

...

The other Spirit Formation Period cultivators were stunned. If not for seeing their peers react similarly, they would have thought they had misheard or misunderstood something.

Their senior brother had managed to send off such a formidable opponent with just a few words. Even without witnessing it themselves, they found this hard to believe.

However, the elderly man’s face showed no signs of relief; his departure was so decisive that he might have guessed their intentions.

Wouldn’t he regret leaving if he changed his mind?

...

Lin Xuan wasn't worried about that.

Sword Lake Palace was indeed a dangerous place, but he had already openly entered it. The other side couldn’t do anything to him.

Even with the protective array broken and two Supreme Elders dead, Sword Lake Palace was now at its weakest point. Lin Xuan didn’t worry about any tricks they might pull off in just one day.

After all, there was no way they could run away; you can't run from a temple but escape a monk. With hundreds of thousands of disciples as the foundation, Sword Lake Palace couldn’t abandon them.

PS: I need your support with recommendation votes, very much so. Thank you for your support, please vote!

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English