"Greetings, Martial Uncle."
Respect appeared on every one of the women's faces. They dipped in graceful curtsies and bowed to Meng Ruyan.
Although those who could remain in the great hall at this moment were all elder-level figures of the sect, not many had seen Fairy Ruyan with their own eyes.
As a Lihe Realm cultivator, Meng Ruyan only nominally presided over Horizon Sea Pavilion. Under ordinary circumstances, she would not bother asking about much at all.
Of course, the situation was different now. Facing the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, one of Cloud Province's Seven Great Powers, Horizon Sea Pavilion could be said to have reached its most perilous moment in a million years.
The conflict was irreconcilable, so Fairy Ruyan naturally had to come out and take charge of the overall situation.
Though she had already restrained her aura, that hidden pressure still made people click their tongues in awe. With Cloud Province's number one female cultivator holding the fort here, the elders' expressions gradually settled.
"Martial Niece Ji, how is the situation? Where have those bald donkeys from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect reached? Have you found out anything clear about their strength?" Meng Ruyan's beautiful eyes shifted, and her cool voice spread through the great hall.
"Reporting to Martial Uncle, according to the news sent back by the external-affairs disciples, those monks have already reached Kuijin Island..." Ji Yueru said with a face full of respect.
"Kuijin Island. In other words, they have only one day's journey left before they reach our sect's main headquarters." Meng Ruyan's elegant brows lifted slightly, and a trace of Killing Intent showed on her face.
"Yes." Ji Yueru nodded, a wisp of worry flashing across her face. "As for the exact strength of those monks, we have been unable to investigate