Lu Yuan's words could be said to balance reason and sentiment.
They were logical and well-supported, leaving no room for doubt.
Moreover, although Mu Qingluan and Feng Qing Er were nominally the senior sisters of their respective pavilions and also served as team leaders, everyone knew that Lu Yuan was clearly the strongest person present.
Generally speaking, it was never too difficult for the strong to obtain the right to speak.
Lu Yuan was naturally no exception.
Therefore, these Wind and Thunder Pavilion and Starfall Pavilion disciples still followed this rather basic rule of the cultivation world: obey the orders of the strong, especially when their own senior sisters had not spoken, and even if they had, the two orders would not have conflicted.
There was no chaos this time.
Of course, that was only by comparison.
There were certainly still voices discussing matters among themselves.
They simply were not arguing anymore.
Nor had they come to blows.
Compared with their earlier attack on the Yellow Springs Pavilion disciples, they were naturally quite polite and quiet. Yet compared with the silent Feng Qing Er and Mu Qingluan, who stood on the other side in equal silence, the disciples' voices were undoubtedly rather noisy.
Feng Qing Er and Mu Qingluan had fought for real.
As such, most of the Dou Qi in their bodies had been expended against each other. Though they had stopped fighting and were not pale-faced or depleted of vitality, their breathing and aura still showed signs of weakness.
Their aura had lost some of its previous sharpness.
Their breaths were unstable, sometimes rapid and sometimes slow.
It was clear that both were trying hard to regulate their breathing rhythms. However, since they had only just finished fighting, it was impossible for them to recover completely within a