Heaven knows what crazy things Sikong Yan, that madman, might do in the future when his mind takes another turn.
For now, the most important thing is to urgently enhance the sect’s top-tier combat power to face the potential crises ahead.
After being repeatedly rejected by Zhou Qing, Duanmu Shu and the others exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and then planned to allocate properly after returning to the sect, carefully deciding who would be more suitable to consu it.
However, for the sake of safety, at the mont the Supre Elder put it away, he still conducted an appraisal.
[Nine Nether Lotus Seed: These are two Supre Divine dicines of priceless value. Refinent can harness the Power of Deathly Silence, suppress Obsession Spirits, and increase the probability of reaching the Spirit Severing Realm.]
Seeing that the other party hadn’t left any hidden traps, Zhou Qing finally felt at ease.
"By the way, the sect conflict has now ended!" Cao Zhengyang brought up another piece of news.
This didn’t surprise Zhou Qing at all.
Look at how many people are left in the Five Sects; even the smaller sects around, originally just bystanders, are almost all gone now.
Continuing the fight would only give the other three regions of Lingyun Mansion the opportunity to strike when the iron is hot.
"Try not to let too many people know about the Nine Nether Demon Lotus, otherwise, it could bring great disaster to us!" Cao Zhengyang lowered his voice, his expression serious as he warned.
Zhou Qing expressed his understanding.
Not to ntion, the surrounding major sects certainly wouldn’t want to see a sect from the Eastern Domain rise due to the Nine Nether Lotus Seed and disrupt the current power balance.
When Zhou Qing and the others grandly returned to the Taiqing Sect, they saw a familiar figure pitching a tent at the base of the mountain.
At such a crucial ti, Elder Wuzhu dared not let anyone in carelessly, even if they were acquaintances.
Seeing it was the Fourth Prince, White Crane, Mo Xingjian couldn’t help but shake his head, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
But given the sect had just gone through such a brutal battle, he really had no mind to deal with these trivial love matters.
He then said to Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu, "You two handle this."
After speaking, he turned back and stepped into the mountain gate, his figure quickly disappearing from everyone’s sight.
The two had no choice but to head down.
Seeing his brothers-in-law, White Crane was highly excited.
Yan Xiaohu grinned and said mischievously, "Brother-in-law, I rember you said when you left last ti that you were preparing a gift for my second senior sister. Looks like it’s in your storage bag now, right?"
Embarrassed, White Crane nodded, "Yes, I have it ready. She’s actually wanted it for a long ti."
His eyes were filled with tenderness and anticipation, as if he could already see Luo Lingling’s delighted expression upon receiving the gift.
Zhou Qing suggested, "Why not co in? I guess Second Senior Sister will be out in these days."
Unexpectedly, White Crane shook his head, his eyes looking past them at the returning disciples supporting each other, his expression turning solemn.
Then he slowly said, "I have roughly heard about what happened to you all. Since the timing is not right now, I should not disturb you."
"It’s nothing. After such a battle, you all should rest well. Speak to her once she’s out. I’ll be fine here."
Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu exchanged glances.
Chasing a girl truly feels like crossing mountains.
A dignified prince, yet so humble in the face of love.
Despite their warm invitation, White Crane’s attitude remained firm, continuing to refuse.
No choice, they had to let him stay at the base of the mountain.
Upon entering the mountain gate, they saw Elder Jiang Pu, the Soul Tower keeper, standing to the side, his face full of sorrow.
This ti, the Taiqing Sect suffered greatly. Watching one Soul Lamp after another extinguish must be hard for him.
Besides him was the proxy Sect Leader, Senior Gao Xuan.
In these recent days, it was only with him that the sect’s few remaining forces could operate smoothly.
Seeing each disciple return safely, his face was grave, and he spoke not a word. Yet, when he saw Zhou Qing, he unusually nodded.
Zhou Qing quickly bowed from a distance.
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