"What are you laughing at?"
Just then, Fan Boyu forced his injured body onward and entered the hall, where he saw the newly arrived Shen Ying and Si Lingxi.
He knew Shen Ying and had even fought alongside her before, but he was unfamiliar with Si Lingxi.
"Greetings, both madams!" Fan Boyu bowed to Shen Ying and Si Lingxi. "The internal strife within the Yuan Sheng Sect has implicated you as well. Fan is deeply sorry."
Si Lingxi nodded. "The previous-generation saintesses of the Yuan Sheng Sect were indecisive and weak-willed. They tolerated the New Sect branch's constant use of divine descent and possession, allowing it to grow stronger. This disaster was bound to come. The sect's chaos is nothing less than it deserves."
"Uh..."
Fan Boyu blinked, momentarily at a loss for how to respond. He had not expected this wife of Lu Zheng's to comment so bluntly and without mercy on the Yuan Sheng Sect's predecessors.
When Fan Boyu and Zhi Lan Saintess had come to Tonglin County to see Du YueYao last time, they had met Si Lingxi as well. However, they had not interacted much, nor had he known her identity.
Though he felt that Si Lingxi had a point, how could Fan Boyu possibly agree with her?
"The elders of the sect naturally had their own concerns and considerations..."
Shen Ying curled her lip. "Wasn't it simply because the whole sect had only recently entered Southern Borderland, and they feared outsiders might take advantage of them? Who would have thought that a thousand years later, once internal strife broke out, how much strength would they have left?"
Fan Boyu was speechless.
The Yuan Sheng Sect had once had eight saintesses. Now, only three remained, and some of them were injured. Both their core strength and