"Since you have a plan, Senior, then I'll leave everything for you to decide. If you have any instructions, please say them. I and the disciples under my sect will certainly obey."
Shangguan Muyu smoothed her hair, her gentle voice entering his ears. So-called "trust the one you use"—the moment she decided to migrate, she had placed the fate of the Hundred Herb Sect in Lin Xuan's hands.
After all, she was only at the Core Condensation Realm. In both cultivation and experience, she was far from able to compare with Senior Lin. If they wanted to leave these waters alive, listening to his instructions was only natural.
Lin Xuan nodded. This woman did understand reason. But then again, if the disciples of the Hundred Herb Sect had not all respected him greatly, and if they had not valued sentiment and loyalty, whether he would have gone to such lengths to take them away from these dangerous waters was still another matter entirely. Lin Xuan had never done business at a loss.
Since he was doing this, he naturally had his own considerations.
"Madam need not stand on ceremony, nor do you need to be too anxious. Though the situation before us is dangerous, the way to turn peril into safety is to let nature take its course."
"Let nature take its course?" Shangguan Muyu was startled, a trace of puzzlement showing in her eyes.
"Correct. Madam may instruct the disciples of your sect to all return to their quiet rooms, then meditate and regulate their breathing." Lin Xuan's calm voice entered her ears.
The Qi-Concealment Technique was not something every immortal cultivator knew. Moreover, even if he were willing to teach it at this moment, they would not have time to learn it.
Rather than do something useless like