"Senior Brother, what is it?"
Forget Ning Tianyu—even the other elders' faces showed concern. Yet True Person Withered Wood did not immediately make the Sound Transmission Talisman public. Instead, he waved a hand. "Continue what you were saying just now."
"All right!"
After a brief pause, Ning Tianyu immediately recovered his usual composure. True Person Withered Wood could not help nodding in satisfaction. Unflustered in the face of change, with decent depth of mind—it seemed his little junior brother had indeed made great progress under his careful cultivation.
"Senior Brother, although we truly do not possess capital like Spirit Herb Mountain's, there is no need to belittle ourselves. Our sect's several-thousand-year foundation is not something to be taken lightly either. If the righteous and demonic sides truly intend to move against us, even if those old Nascent Soul Realm monsters come in person, we still occupy the right time, place, and people, and we have the sect-protecting grand formation to assist us. Even if we cannot defeat them, if they want to uproot our sect entirely, they will still have several teeth knocked out. This is plainly a foolish task where the gains do not make up for the effort. Those old Nascent Soul monsters are each as sly as ghosts—how could they fail to understand the reasoning in this?"
Ning Tianyu spoke with confidence. After pausing briefly, he continued, "Moreover, when one side wanes, the other waxes. Since they would suffer losses destroying our Heavenly Eye Mountain, correspondingly, the other side would seize the chance to grow stronger. Do you think they would do such a foolish thing?"
"Mm, reasonable." True Person Withered Wood stroked his beard, and at last a trace of a smile appeared on his aged face. It seemed he had been too anxious, to have