"Young Master Li, they are all cultivators here to attend the Immortal Tea Gathering, why be so aggressive?"
Yang Guan stepped over the threshold, simultaneously storing a tightly gripped jade pendant into his storage space.
He had been in Zuixiang Building for a while, gathering a rough idea of the argument between the Divine Intent Sect and Fenghuo Sect.
Yang Guan didn’t take the rumors mentioned by Sun Qun seriously, just as Sun Qun said, what do such rumors count for?
If he had been present, who among these Tongsheng Realm cultivators from Fenghuo Sect would dare speak before him?
Yet, he didn’t enter immediately; he hid nearby to observe the situation quietly.
This was because he wanted to probe if Lu Jin’an from the Wandao Sect was truly here solely to admire the sunset.
Even though the sunset in Sunset Canyon is indeed beautiful, is it worth traveling such a distance to see it?
Thus, he wanted to see if Lu Jin’an would use those rumors as a pretext to pay attention to him.
And as soon as Li Wuyi finished speaking, he had to step in.
Because to test Lu Jin’an’s purpose for coming here, he needed to do it openly; otherwise, should Lu Jin’an truly target him, incessant avoidance would only confirm his identity related to the Upper Realm.
Moreover, he had enough cards to counter any possible offense from Lu Jin’an.
"Chief, you’ve come out?! "
Several Tongsheng Realm cultivators from the Divine Intent Sect surrounded Yang Guan with joy, as if having found their backbone, straightening their backs.
Yang Guan looked up at Li Wuyi with a slight smile: "What do you think?"
Li Wuyi looked down at Yang Guan without expression: "Since you’re here, keep your Divine Intent Sect’s people in check; insignificant idle chatter shouldn’t be this loud... Don’t forget what kind of place this is!"
Yang Guan coldly laughed: "My junior brothers, sisters support me, is that wrong?"
"Not wrong, but..." Li Wuyi placed his hands on the railing, "This is my domain. If you don’t show respect for Saint Lu, don’t blame me for turning hostile.
I allowed you to host the Immortal Tea Gathering in Sunset Canyon as a favor, don’t discredit it."
The atmosphere within Zuixiang Building instantly froze.
The Tongqi Hehuan Sect, Fenghuo Sect, and Ba Dao Manor stand in a tripartite stalemate in Yulin Domain, while other sects, families, and small countries, though not considered subservient to them, choose sides for stability.
Sects below the rank of Second Grade Sect mostly struggle to survive in the cracks.
Because sects possessing Immortals and those without are entirely different concepts.
Immortals can overturn mountains and rivers with a mere wave of the hand, this is no rumor.
As the Young Sect Master of the Second-grade Sect Tongqi Hehuan Sect, Li Wuyi’s voice already contained a strong warning.
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Although the Divine Intent Sect has the backing of Ba Dao Manor, a Second-grade Immortal Sect, but Ba Dao Manor’s strength is the weakest among the three major Immortal Sects in Yulin Domain; while they would surely stand up for Divine Intent Sect to reassure the people, how much effort would they expend?
Moreover, would the Fenghuo Sect seize the opportunity to ally with the Tongqi Hehuan Sect to knock down the weakest Ba Dao Manor?
"Chief..." a disciple from the Divine Intent Sect spoke softly with some concern: "What should we do?"
Yang Guan looked at Li Wuyi expressionlessly: "Since Saint Lu is also here, how dare you say such things?
The age of great competition is coming, are you sure you want to first stir up internal strife and make Tongqi Hehuan Sect the target of all? Even if you and Saint Lu are friends, but Saint Lu, honored as the Wandao Sect’s Saint, wouldn’t just sit idly by, would he?"
Li Wuyi’s eyes flickered, and in the silence, Lu Jin’an’s calm voice resonated throughout Zuixiang Building: "Among the nine hundred and ninety domains of the Human Clan, how many sects fall and rise daily?"
Lu Jin’an left his seat with a cup in hand, leaned over, propping his arms on the railing, gazing down at Yang Guan with a faint smile: "Fierce competition on the Immortal Path, life and death are destined.
Though Wandao Sect is revered as the leader of the Human Clan, it doesn’t meddle in everything, lest it become an annoying sect."
He swirled the wine in his cup, saying plainly: "Some sacrifice billions of lives to become Immortal; some slaughter entire clans to ascend...
Survival of the fittest, the weak fall prey to the strong. I, Saint Lu, won’t meddle in your Yulin Domain affairs, so..."
Lu Jin’an’s gaze sharpened slightly: "No need to flatter this Saint."
"So, Saint Lu, do you mean to let the world fall into chaos then?" Yang Guan countered: "Is this even the intention of the Wandao Sect? Can Saint Lu truly represent Sect Master Zheng’s thoughts?"
Lu Jin’an drank the wine in his cup, then Mu Qingyue gently tugged at his sleeve, prompting him to let her refill it.
"World chaos?" Lu Jin’an chuckled lightly: "The world doesn’t fall into chaos on a whim, does it?"
He turned to glance at Li Wuyi: "Can your Tongqi Hehuan Sect cause chaos in Yulin Domain at will?"
Li Wuyi smiled, humbly complimenting: "Wars within Yulin Domain are still wars, but only the Five Sects and Seven Schools have the power to cause world chaos."
"What about your Fenghuo Sect?"
"Saint Lu jests, our Fenghuo Sect lacks such capabilities."
"Saint Lu flatters too much."
"You hear that?" Lu Jin’an lazily glanced at Yang Guan: "If it were so easy for the world to fall into chaos, it would’ve happened long ago... Your Divine Intent Sect isn’t qualified."
Yang Guan stared at Lu Jin’an, gradually showing a bitter smile on his face, then he made a respectful gesture towards Lu Jin’an: "I misspoke, I ask for Saint Lu’s forgiveness."
Quietly, he let out a breath of relief. His previous questioning words were heavy enough, yet Lu Jin’an had no intention of seizing the opportunity to act against him.
If Lu Jin’an truly came for him, he would not have let this ’provocation’ slip by.