"Senior, you don't mean for us to leave this place?" The old man could not help being somewhat startled. He raised his head in astonishment. The man before him did not seem like a fierce, overbearing cultivator. Could it be that he actually intended to wipe them out root and branch?
At that thought, he could not help growing extremely uneasy. Though he himself felt the idea was far too absurd, if the other party truly did that, then for the Talisman Ghost Sect, disaster would be upon their heads.
What sort of sharp-eyed, clear-minded person was Lin Xuan? One look at the other party's expression, and he already knew what he was thinking. A faintly amused look appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Fellow Daoist has misunderstood. I, Lin, am not unreasonable, much less do I have any intention of making you leave this place. I merely wish to ask Fellow Daoist a question: would the Talisman Ghost Sect be willing to become a subordinate force of the Cloud Hidden Sect?"
"What? Senior intends to have our sect attach itself to yours?"
The old man was first stunned, then wild joy surged up within him. And this expression was not the least bit feigned; it came completely from the heart.
As the saying went, beneath a great tree, it was easy to enjoy the shade.
This was true for Cultivators, and likewise true for sects.
If it were a true famous great sect, naturally no one would be willing to depend on another force. However, for a mid-sized sect clan like the Talisman Ghost Sect, obtaining the favor of the Cloud Hidden Sect brought endless benefits.
These words were no wild nonsense, but had ample reason and basis behind them.
Indeed, after submitting to the Cloud Hidden Sect,