The gratitude Cloud Hidden Sect's disciples felt toward Lin Xuan was sincere through and through. If not for him turning the tide, the sect would have scattered like monkeys from a falling tree—no, the outcome would likely have been even more tragic.
Of the cultivators present, even if not all would have perished, those who survived would absolutely have been few enough to count on one hand. From that perspective, Lin Xuan had not only saved the sect, he was also the life-saving benefactor of every one of them.
Cultivators were scant in feeling and thin in affection, but under such circumstances, every last one of them was grateful.
Moreover, the strength Lin Xuan had displayed was even more astonishing. Even Old Monster Tianjue, whose name shook the world, had fallen short of him. Then, aside from those legendary great powers of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, did that not make Elder Lin the number one figure among the Spirit Division Stage cultivators of this realm?
What this meant, the cultivators present understood with exceptional clarity. To say that Cloud Hidden Sect would become a super sect of this realm might be somewhat exaggerated, but that it would flourish and grow was nailed to the board.
With Elder Lin holding the fort, the sect's strength and status would both leap several levels, and the cultivation resources it occupied would be far beyond what they had been before. As disciples of Cloud Hidden Sect, needless to say, they would also gain tremendous benefits from this, so naturally, everyone was wild with joy.
Lin Xuan was indifferent by nature and did not care much for this kind of spectacle, but he also understood the feelings of Cloud Hidden Sect's disciples at this moment, so he said nothing.
He raised his eyes and saw