Lin Xuan was silent for a long while, weighing the pros and cons. Then he suddenly turned into a startled rainbow and tore through the air, leaving.
Judging by the direction he fled, it was precisely where Spirit Herb Mountain lay.
Lin Xuan decided he should return to the sect first after all. Everything above was only his own analysis. Whether this rumor would really spread, and whether it would bring sky-high trouble to Spirit Herb Mountain, were still matters with no certainty at all. Perhaps he was simply overthinking it.
Besides, even if things really became impossible to clean up, it would not be too late for him to oil the soles of his shoes and slip away. Although in name he enjoyed the honor of young sect master, how could those old monsters truly care about a mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator like him?
He believed that when the time came, leaving would be easy as turning over his hand.
Moreover, that was the worst-case plan. If no one believed the rumor at all, then he could continue staying at Spirit Herb Mountain. It was good to enjoy the shade beneath a great tree. Setting aside Spirit Herb Mountain's hidden strength, simply being an alchemist gave one a transcendent status and allowed one to get along with both the righteous and demonic paths. The benefits alone already made Lin Xuan unwilling to leave lightly.
Three days later, Lin Xuan returned to the sect.
Seeing that everything on Spirit Herb Mountain was as before, with green peaks towering majestically, and that there did not seem to be the trouble he had imagined, Lin Xuan could not help feeling somewhat stunned. Could it really be that he had been too suspicious?
"Immortal master!"
A boy respectfully bowed. He was