Although, in terms of closeness, they were far from comparable to Baisuan Pavilion, Lin Xuan had always been someone who kept kindness and grudges clearly separate. He could not do something like kicking down the bridge after crossing the river.
In other words, no matter what, there was no way he could stand by and ignore Horizon Sea Pavilion.
As for Pine Wind Academy, its ties with him were considerably shallower, but no matter what, they were still of the Human Race's lineage. Moreover, back on Penglai Mountain, Wang Tinglou had once joined hands with him to fight the Ancient Demon. Just for that bit of connection, Lin Xuan would not have the face to stand to the side and watch Pine Wind Academy become a joke.
Whether for public duty or private feeling, the sieges of these two sects had to be lifted. And saving people was like fighting a fire, so Lin Xuan naturally would not delay here any longer. After all, though the speed of his fleeing light was extraordinary, both sects were quite far away.
Thinking this, Lin Xuan waved his hand. "Enough. You needn't say more. I understand what you both mean. Rest assured, Lin will not stand idle. How is Horizon Sea Pavilion now? Is the Supreme Elder Liu Ying?"
When the Palace-Robed Woman heard this, astonishment appeared on her face. "Senior actually knows Martial Uncle Liu? Could it be that you truly are an immortal cultivator from our Cloud Province?"
"More than just Cloud Province. Look, what is this?"
As Lin Xuan spoke, he reached out and patted his waist. A palm-sized command tablet flew out, warm and smooth as jade, with several small-seal characters carved upon it.
"Horizon Sea Pavilion!"
The Palace-Robed Woman softly read the words aloud. Then wild joy beyond