"Is it really that simple? Don't you know that everyone thinks you, our sect master, are terribly unreliable now? Sure, the salaries you're handing out are indeed generous, but deep down, everyone feels terribly uneasy, afraid that one day they won't even live long enough to enjoy them!" Song Ruo said helplessly.
"Heh heh, wasn't I just planning to solve that problem? All right, hurry up and rally everyone to come here. I'm going to hold a meeting." I sprawled grandly into the sect master's seat in the main hall.
Song Ruo sighed, then quickly went to summon everyone. More than ninety people gathered in the main hall, which really wasn't many. They stood scattered throughout the hall, while at the very front were naturally Yan Zhen, Yu Jiang, Song Ruo, and Alchemist Long, along with the others stationed at the sect. As for the fourteen who hadn't come, some had gone to recruit the Immortal clans, while others were still out on patrol duty.
The people who had come to the main hall did not seem particularly willing, either.
I smiled and said, "You all presumably know that the situation of our Fallen Sword Immortal Sect is now vastly different from before. Ever since the Eight Great Sects came to carve up our Fallen Sword Immortal Sect, and Tai Shang from the Divine Illusion Palace came looking for trouble, there will surely be even more trouble appearing one after another in the future. So I have a suggestion. For the sake of everyone's lives, I plan to have you all cultivate in the ancestral Medicine Field. That way, you can avoid the Dao Tribulation, and the dangers around us will be kept away from you as well. What do you all think?"
All the Immortals were stunned, then began