The male cultivator's hand paused as he rubbed the jade cup, and he said in a deep voice:
"Destroying the Breath-Concealing Grass cannot fundamentally change the outcome. The true cause lies with a person. Something refined by a Medicine Immortal Sect disciple will ultimately bring disaster."
Hearing this, Yunxi roughly guessed at the reason. It was likely that one of the Medicine Immortal Sect's disciples had used Breath-Concealing Grass to refine a certain potion, and that potion had brought calamity upon the sect. She simply did not know what could bring a disaster capable of destroying an entire sect.
The Sect Leader sighed upon hearing this and said:
"Fellow Daoist Bu, the Medicine Immortal Sect has endured for ten thousand years. Its legacy must not be severed in my hands. Moreover, there are several thousand disciples in the sect. How can we possibly find the disciple who will bring this calamity upon us? Please offer some guidance, Fellow Daoist."
The male cultivator known as Fellow Daoist Bu paused for a long while. His gaze swept past where Yunxi stood, as though he were speaking to himself, yet also as though he were asking Yunxi:
"Yes! How should we find that disciple?"
Yet Yunxi shook her head and muttered to herself:
"That would be like fishing a needle from the sea. How could they possibly find him? Since the tragedy of the sect's destruction is destined to happen, they might as well find a way to minimize the losses and prevent the Medicine Immortal Sect's legacy from being cut off. At the very least, they should drag down the culprit responsible for the sect's destruction with them.
If all else fails, the Old Ancestor at peak Spirit Transformation on Back Mountain is still here. They could find a way to help