The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

"Wh...what do you mean?" The two were taken aback upon hearing this.

Mo Xingjian decisively used sound transmission skills: "I only found out recently, this old fellow's acting is even better than mine. After the Task Hall Grand Hall Master Gu Tao's betrayal and yesterday's self-destruction incident by Liu Long, the Sect Leader now harbors suspicion towards everyone; how could he easily trust outsiders?"

Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu still looked utterly confused.

Mo Xingjian continued: "Damn, everyone is acting, and I was the only one who took it seriously. Today's discussion is actually a test. Do you think that so-called reinforcement means leading hundreds of thousands of disciples to battle the enemy together?"

The two nodded, "If not, then what?"

Mo Xingjian shook his head and said, "At first, I thought so too. However, the Sect Leader's words enlightened us. Sometimes reinforcement only needs a dozen people. By creating several openings, we can give the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect a chance to act. What happens next is none of our concern."

"Why should we sacrifice so many of our disciples for others? If it comes to that, we can just relocate; at least our foundation remains. As for the pocket world, to hell with it; we don't need it."

"For countless years, we couldn't even get past the Blood River during exploration missions, always coming back severely injured. Now, because of the Wandering Souls issue, we can't even enter. What's the use of it? Opportunities are good, but they've also shackled the Taiqing Sect for countless years. Sometimes letting go can bring peace of mind."

"Moreover, that thing beneath the Gravity Zone is a great gift. Of course, these are all your Sect Leader's words; that old fellow has the farthest sight of anyone."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing's eyes were filled with admiration and a sigh of relief.

These old geezers, each one slicker than the last!

"So, are you heading directly to reinforce now?" Zhou Qing asked.

Mo Xingjian nodded, "Yes, if there's an ambush, our eighteen late-stage Divinity Transformation Realm cultivators can retreat without attachments. If there's no ambush, it will confirm your suspicions."

"Eighteen people? All Peak Masters and some Hall Masters?" Yan Xiaohu asked further.

Mo Xingjian replied, "Except for your Master Gao Xuan, who will temporarily assume the Sect Leader's position and stay behind with several Supreme Elders to guard the sect."

Hearing that Gao Xuan would remain, Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu were both shocked—wasn't this too risky?

"I know what you're thinking, but this is the Sect Leader's order. Previously, I would never have agreed, but now, I respect and trust his every arrangement. Don't worry, if he decided this way, he has his reasons," Mo Xingjian said.

With the conversation reaching this point, the two couldn't say anything more.

"Alright, just stay home and don't wander around. Wait for our good news!" After saying this, Mo Xingjian smiled, patted their shoulders, and turned into a streak of light heading towards Divine Peak.

At this time, a short-distance teleportation array had been set up there, similar to when Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu went to Lingyun Mansion.

After all, there were certainly spies outside the main gate, and perhaps even some hidden within the Taiqing Sect.

When the two came out, they saw massive warships in the sky, like ancient beasts lurking, their hulls gleaming with cold metallic light, their runes pulsating with strong spiritual power.

The sails fluttered in the wind, while disciples came and went, continuously reinforcing powerful defensive and offensive arrays.

Below, True Inheritors, inner and outer sect disciples from Little Spirit Peak were gathering like a tide, their ranks orderly, their armor gleaming.

Numerous stewards hovered in the air, their robes fluttering as they scrutinized the disciples, occasionally issuing commands.

Accompanied by the sound of ox-horn trumpets, they began to gather towards Divine Peak according to orders.

The wind howled, and a murderous aura filled the entire world.

The two exchanged worried glances.

Perhaps no one realized that reinforcement had already begun.

But since they chose to act, they would follow through to the end.

The two also headed towards Divine Peak.

When they arrived, they saw the sky filled with warships, blocking out the sun. Each warship was like a giant steel beast, exuding an intimidating presence.

A thick murderous aura permeated every inch of space, and everyone could feel the tense and oppressive atmosphere of an impending great battle.

"Zhou!" Seeing Zhou Qing dismount from Yan Xiaohu's flying sword, Lu Yaoyao hurried over, worry written all over her face, eyes filled with anxiety and fear.

Zhou Qing saw this, smiled slightly, and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, it will be fine."

It seemed that, apart from their Master specifically telling them, none of the other Peak Masters had revealed anything.

At this moment, numerous Core Disciples were also gathering from all directions. Although they didn't know what would happen next, after the two Divinity Transformation Realm cultivators' self-destructions, they knew they had to retaliate appropriately.

After so many years, it was the first time everyone witnessed the foundation of the Taiqing Sect and such a large gathering.

The stirring war drums roared like thunder, the deep ox-horn trumpets roared like tigers and dragons, each sound resonating in their ears, making their blood boil, goosebumps rising.

An overwhelming and invisible battle spirit surged, leaving everyone trembling.