"Before Brother Xuan Tu set out, he boasted of his prowess, bringing twenty-eight disciples along and declaring that the Demon Palace feared no one as long as the three Chen, Gu, and Wei brothers didn’t lead the attack."
"Yet now, just facing two lower-grade Nascent Souls, he’s already at his wit’s end. If I hadn’t considered our brotherhood, I wouldn’t even bother ntioning it when I return ho."
"Now, not only do you want to clean up his ss, but you also want to miss a great opportunity?"
"Do you really want to see another Liu Tangxi appear in the Purple Cloud Demon Palace?"
The impact forced the two to take several steps back before they could steady themselves!
They were drenched in sweat, knowing there was a disparity in strength between the Sect Master’s blood kin and them, the so-called Inner Sect Disciples, but they never imagined the gap to be this vast.
Within the Xuanyin Sect, Xuan Yinzi’s reputation isn’t very good. It’s not due to a promiscuous or domineering character. In an environnt as competitive and bloody as the Xuanyin Sect, soone like Xuan Yinzi is even more suited to establish himself.
What truly damaged his reputation was repeatedly failing to break into the Nascent Soul Stage. His several elder brothers all beca Nascent Soul experts before they turned thirty.
Only Xuan Yinzi lagged behind, and, moreover, was injured. As the Spiritual Energy within him erupted, even they could barely stand firm. It was evident this Young Master’s power was extraordinary.
"No... Young Master, we didn’t an that! Of course, we don’t wish for another Liu Tangxi to erge in the Demon Palace, but, but..."
The tongue-tied attendant stamred, montarily panicked, yet the slightly older young man next to him gave him a gentle pull.
He then fawned, "Xuan Tuer, even as the chief, isn’t worthy of troubling the Young Master to handle his aftermath. In my opinion, the Young Master should handle these matters by himself."
"Hmm?"
Raising his eyebrows.
Just as he was about to settle the matter, the man suddenly switched tacks.
"However... exterminating the remnants of Swordmaster Peak is a great rit, but rescuing over twenty disciples of our sect is equally significant."
"In my view, the Young Master, having traveled tirelessly for half a month, naturally ought to claim both accolades. We’ve already sent people to monitor that little brat from Swordmaster Peak. Since his realm and status won’t allow him to escape."
"Young Master, why don’t we delay here for two days? As long as you act to break the current deadlock, Xuan Tuer and his group can retreat entirely, and you’ll have earned a great rit."
"Then, promptly turn to personally capture Jiang Feng, which would be another significant accomplishnt."
"What do you think?"
An old hand indeed.
His shrewd maneuvers made it all sound completely reasonable, seemingly considerate of all aspects for the other party, yet every word subtly urged him to stay by promising achievents.
This made Xuan Yinzi hesitate. If his absence led to the disciples’ defeat with heavy losses, even though his grandfather wouldn’t criticize him once he got ho, it wouldn’t look good.
Moreover, it truly was a great rit.
Perhaps noticing the Young Master’s hesitation, the older man finally relaxed, lifting a woman whose limbs were severed, barely clinging to life.
"Young Master."
"We haven’t used this woman yet. How about testing the waters with this group from the Purple Cloud Demon Palace? Let’s see what disgraceful state they appear in when faced with their disciple’s plight."
"Besides, in two years, when the Phoenix Heavenly Cave erges, if the Young Master grants them such a great favor this ti..."
"Wouldn’t that an once inside, all opportunities belong to the Young Master?"
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