"Hmm."
"I have decided to transfer Bian Zhen to assu the presidency of the Combat Hall, with Xiugu taking over in the Spirit dicine Hall. She has always been..."
"I’ll do it!"
Sima Hui Niang suddenly looked up at the man before her.
In the dimly lit hall, the man stood tall and spoke slowly:
"The Combat Hall is the sword of the Luo Tian Creed, how can it be dull?"
"Wang Yuan is strong enough, but he is more imrsed in his cultivation on the Path of Martial Arts, and only reluctantly took over the role from your elder brother."
"He has done very well, but I underestimated the current situation, which is not sothing a Qi Refinent Cultivator can handle."
"Looking at the Luo Tian Creed today, only I am fit to wield this blunted sword!"
Unable to restrain herself, Sima Hui Niang spoke out, "But..."
"There are no buts!"
Luo Chen said adamantly, "After attending the funerals of these cultivators, I will personally head to the Accumulated Thunder Ninth Mountain battlefield to command the Luo Tian Creed Cultivators!"
"It’s dangerous there," the woman said softly, with a hint of plea in her voice.
Luo Chen shook his head.
"On the road of cultivation, there’s no such thing as safety or smooth sailing."
"Over the years, countless major and minor battles of the Luo Tian Creed have all been under my command."
"Although you are all capable of standing on your own now, the current situation there is fundantally different."
"With Wang Yuan gone missing, Li Ying Zhang severely injured, and Xu Huan Zhen’s main combat spirit beast killed, if I don’t go, I’m afraid the remaining cultivators of the Luo Tian Creed will be treated as cannon fodder."
"Hui Niang, can you find anyone else within the vast Danxia who is more suitable than ?"
Sima Hui Niang was at a loss for words.
Luo Chen knew what she was worried about.
But in the face of crisis, only duty calls!
Having been one of the founders of the Luo Tian Creed, I absolutely cannot remain in Tianlan and watch from the sidelines in such tis.
He reached out and caressed the woman’s sowhat cold cheek.
"Don’t worry, as long as I don’t encounter a Golden Core Ascendant Master, no one else can harm ."
These words were ant to comfort, but they also exuded imnse confidence.
The woman’s heart settled down a bit.
Turning back, she looked at the black wooden coffin.
"Where should I bury my brother?"
"On the back mountain, leaning against the Ink Mulberry, facing the Qin Flower River, bury him with respect. For those who died in battle without a body, erect a cenotaph and take good care of their families," Luo Chen said solemnly.
...
Three days later.
Paper money fluttered in the sky like flowers, while mourning cries and wails lingered endlessly.
In the distance.
Luo Chen watched Sima Wen Jie, who was still kneeling in front of Sima Xian’s grave and reluctant to leave, remaining silent.
Footsteps approached from behind.
It was Min Longyu.
Without turning, he asked, "What is it?"
Thud!
Min Longyu knelt on one knee and said through gritted teeth, "President, take with you!"
The news that Luo Chen would lead the charge to Accumulation Thunder Mountain had spread throughout Danxia in these three days.
All halls had begun to mobilize, preparing the necessary personnel and resources.
But Min Longyu’s na was not on the list for the expedition.
To behave in such a manner, to be honest, was sowhat beyond Luo Chen’s expectations.
The other party was not originally from the Luo Tian Creed and could even be considered an enemy.
But upon returning from this battle, the feelings he displayed were even deeper than many of the old-tirs.
Otherwise, he would not have knelt twice in such a short period of ti.
Luo Chen found it curious but did not ask.
Whether sincere or feigned, Min Longyu’s attitude was impeccable.
He simply rejected him calmly.
"You don’t need to go this ti."
"Why!"
Min Longyu looked up, his eyes filled with incomprehension.
"There is no why. If both you and I leave, who will guard Danxia Peak?"
"But at the mont, there shouldn’t be anyone who would bother the Luo Tian Creed, and besides, there are the three Great Cultivators, including the President, staying behind."
"An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. With you in charge of the Danxia Array, not even an ordinary Great Cultivator would dare to provoke us. Only then can I have no worries."
Upon hearing this, Min Longyu grew silent.
But in his eyes, there was still so unwillingness.
His feelings for the cultivators of the Luo Tian Creed were complicated.
When he first joined, he regarded them as strangers, simply engaging in a mutual exchange of needs.
But as the Luo Tian Creed established its base on Danxia Peak, returning to his clan’s forr land, so of his perceptions began to change.
Especially as he watched the once-ruined clan land gradually recover under the hard work of the Luo Tian Creed cultivators, those unaccountable emotions started to deepen in his heart.
They had worked together, fought side by side, and often exchanged cultivation insights.
They were not his family, but in his heart, they were almost like family.
When the Min Clan was destroyed over a hundred years ago, he was powerless.
But a hundred years later, how could he just watch the decline of the Luo Tian Creed when he now possessed great power!
This war was one of the most devastating losses in the history of the Luo Tian Creed.
The number of casualties was not as high as during the battle of the Gaoling Plains, but those who died were all among the elite.
In it, he had committed the sin of pride and arrogance.
So, he wanted to make ands!
But Luo Chen did not give him that opportunity.
"Get up!"
Luo Chen unleashed a stream of Spirit Power, helping him up without allowing for refusal.
Looking at the distant graves shaded by the Ink Mulberry, he said softly, "Life and death are inevitable in this world; you have already done very well. There’s no need to bla yourself. Instead of seeking revenge on the battlefield, staying in Danxia to protect the Luo Tian Creed has even more significant aning."
Although Min Longyu was still not convinced, he eventually nodded and accepted Luo Chen’s arrangent.
However, he still wanted to contribute his part.
Before Luo Chen, he preciously took out the Traveling Eighteen Array Disks.
"President, take this with you."
"Hmm?"
Luo Chen looked at the Magic Item that had been restored to perfection through the combined efforts of Min Longyu and Duan Feng over the years, and which had previously been damaged when given away by him.
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