"Sect Master!"
He Tu immediately stepped forward, his eyes reddening the moment he saw Lin Sheng.
He had spent these past days on tenterhooks, terrified that the other major factions would come together and wipe them all out.
Now that Lin Sheng had emerged from secluded cultivation, he no longer had to worry about that. After all, their primary target was still the formidable sect master before him.
"You've finally come out!"
"Hmm? Did something happen?"
Lin Sheng naturally noticed their nervousness and delight. He stretched his body and spoke calmly.
He Tu and Wang Guiliang hurriedly recounted everything that had happened during this period, leaving nothing out.
The Black Baleful Society stirring up trouble, several factions banding together, the herb fields being burned, disciples dying gruesomely...
They explained every last incident in detail.
"Besides these factions, we suspect Ghost Luo Mountain has been instigating things behind the scenes. There's been no response from the City Lord's Residence, either."
He Tu lowered his head, his voice tinged with self-reproach.
"I failed you. I couldn't protect our holdings, and we lost seven disciples."
Lin Sheng listened quietly, his face expressionless.
Only after He Tu finished did he speak calmly.
"How many disciples died?"
"Thirty-five in total during this period. They were all longtime members of the sect." He Tu's voice grew heavy.
"I understand."
Lin Sheng nodded and looked toward West City.
"Lead the way."
"We'll go to the Black Baleful Society first."
His voice was calm, yet it carried something that chilled the heart.
He Tu shuddered, realizing that the sect master was about to unleash another slaughter.
"But Sect Master, the Black Baleful Society and the other major factions have banded together. If we rush over so recklessly, what if..."
He shut his mouth before he could finish, for