Hunkering Down Behind Closed Gates, a Letter from Hongying (Seeking Subscriptions)

"Better wait a little longer, in case it's a trap."

Venerable Tong drew a deep breath, withdrew his raised foot, and temporarily dismissed the greed in his heart.

If he could think of killing for treasure, there was no reason Wei Tu and Venerable Han Yue could not think of it as well.

Though he did not believe Wei Tu and Venerable Han Yue had the means to keep him outside Lesser Vast Palace, he would never allow himself to act so rashly and recklessly.

"The higher one stands, the more cautious one ought to be. It wasn't easy to climb to such heights; it would be far too regrettable to take one wrong step and fall..."

Venerable Tong mused inwardly, persuading himself.

In his eyes, cowardice was not some despicable trait. Put another way, it sounded much better: "steady and sure."

Still... if he did not act personally, Earthscatter Daoist would remain a grave problem hanging before Lesser Vast Palace, one that urgently needed to be resolved.

After less than half a day, he finally made his choice.

"Transmit my decree: abandon all spirit islands below the fourth tier. Concentrate all efforts on defending the twelve island groups, including Baleful Cloud Island, Black Dipper Island, and Windless Island. Avoid battle with the Extreme Mountain Sect whenever possible."

With two fingers held together, he pointed, and streams of talisman messages flew from the hall like streaks of light, descending into the cave abodes of Lesser Vast Palace's upper echelon.

If he had a choice, he would rather close the sect for a thousand years and hide from this calamity. But he still cared somewhat for his old face and was too embarrassed to do such a thing as a dignified Spirit Transformation cultivator.

Venerable Tong's craven attitude came as