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A young woman with silver eyes spoke in an energetic voice, her words reaching Lin Xuan's ears.

"Send everyone out to greet them. Senior Sister, this might not be appropriate."

"Why not?"

The young woman turned her head in surprise. In her view, no matter how grand the ceremony, it would still be right given all that Master Lin had done for the sect.

"But Senior Sister, I don't think there's anything wrong with being too grand," said the young man with the surname Long with a gentle smile. "But our sect has grown so much since its founding. If we send everyone regardless of their cultivation level, wouldn't it be tens of thousands of people?"

The silver-eyed woman replied calmly: "Tens of thousands? Fine, let them be tens of thousands. This way, the new disciples who have only heard about Master Lin can finally see him in person. It's a win-win situation."

"Senior Sister has a point. You've thought this through more thoroughly than I," said the young man with the surname Long, clearly convinced.

He then looked around at several cultivators nearby and said, "Did you not hear Senior Sister's orders? Quickly go do it."

"Carry out the decree."

The news of good fortune brought joy to the faces of those cultivators. They quickly bowed in respect before retreating.

...

"You're saying that Cloud Concealment Sect has done well over these years, but since joining the Immortal Dao Alliance, they've been squeezed by other major sects?"

A white light streaked across the sky, illuminating a small boat with an ancient design. It was several dozen feet long.

On the prow of this flying artifact, a young man stood with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself.

His appearance was unremarkable, but behind him stood a beautiful woman who stood respectfully and lowered her gaze.

"Master is correct. Thanks to your blessings, our sect's reputation has spread far and wide, and we've grown rapidly in the past thousand years. Everything seemed to be going well until the域外天魔 descended here, changing things," said Gong Sun Yuyue, speaking clearly and logically. Her words gave Lin Xuan a clearer understanding of Cloud Concealment Sect's situation, allowing him to prepare accordingly.

Time passed as they approached Cloud Concealment Sect. Suddenly, Lin Xuan's eyebrows twitched.

"Senior Master, what is it?"

Gong Sun Yuyue was skilled at reading people's expressions and emotions, leaving even Lin Xuan in awe of her keen observation.

"Why do you ask such a question? Did you secretly send a transmission talisman to the senior brothers without my knowledge? I told you not to disturb them," said Lin Xuan with a smile.

"Master, please forgive me. I didn't mean to defy your orders; it's just that our sect is in dire straits, and my senior aunts and uncles are worried day and night. Sending the news back will make them happy," said Gong Sun Yuyue, bowing respectfully.

"I see. There's no need for such pretense here. I can tell you're putting on an act. It's just a small matter, and I'm not one to be inflexible. Don't try to pitiful me."

Lin Xuan was speechless as he spoke.

"Thank you, Master. I knew you would be kind-hearted," said Gong Sun Yuyue happily.

"You're in trouble now! You think I'm too lenient with my disciples?" Lin Xuan laughed and scolded.

"I had no such intention, but... it's just a slip of the tongue."

Gong Sun Yuyue blushed and quickly explained. But Lin Xuan suddenly became alert, lifting his head to gaze into the distance.

"What is it, Senior Master? Did you notice something amiss?" Gong Sun Yuyue sobered up and asked seriously.

"Stupid girl, what could be wrong? Your two senior aunts are leading their disciples to greet us," said Lin Xuan with a smile.

"What? This place is still over ten million miles away from the main sect!" exclaimed Gong Sun Yuyue in surprise.

"That's why I told you not to send any messages. It would disturb my senior brothers." Lin Xuan smiled bitterly and continued, "And this time, it won't just be a disturbance; Cloud Concealment Sect is in chaos."

"Chaos? Senior Master, what do you mean?" Although Gong Sun Yuyue was intelligent, she was still taken aback by the depth of Lin Xuan's words.

She quickly released her divine sense to verify. The sight before her left her stunned: "This..."

"How about that? Didn't I say it would disturb the sect members?"

"Disciple did not expect my senior brothers to make such a grand gesture, but this does show their respect and admiration for Senior Master," said Gong Sun Yuyue.

Lin Xuan remained silent with a smile.

As they waited, a sudden brilliance appeared ahead. Countless light points filled the sky, creating a dazzling display that seemed to cover the entire expanse of heaven.

The lights approached from afar, growing closer by the second and becoming more magnificent as time passed.

Behind these ordinary streaks of light were even more flying artifacts: boats, carriages, and various vehicles.

These were for disciples with lower cultivation levels. Without their flying artifacts, they would not be able to keep up with the main group's speed, delaying their arrival at Lin Xuan's welcome.

Silver-eyed woman ensured that everything was meticulously arranged. Cloud Concealment Sect had tens of thousands of cultivators, all except those in seclusion, following the two senior elders as they came to greet the legendary Senior Master Lin.

Most of these disciples had only heard about Lin Xuan and never met him personally. But it mattered little; his reputation within Cloud Concealment Sect was well-known. His return would be a morale booster for all sect members, making them excited and happy.

Legends said that a thousand years ago, Senior Master Lin was merely at the 分神 stage.

Now, he could befriend powerful figures like Grandmaster Nai Long.

He was侠骨柔肠 (a man of both strength and kindness).

He was俊朗如玉 (handsome as jade).

...

Various legends about Lin Xuan circulated within Cloud Concealment Sect. Some were true experiences, while others were mere hearsay. Regardless, Senior Master Lin, who had been absent for hundreds of years, had a high popularity among sect members, not falling short of the two senior elders and even surpassing many.

Thus, all disciples eagerly awaited his arrival. They were filled with anticipation, eager to see the real Senior Master Lin after hearing so much about him.

Lin Xuan's flying boat had already dispersed its light, hovering silently in mid-air.

The streaks of light grew closer, their grandeur becoming more apparent as time passed.

(From Young Lion Book Alliance.)

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