There was no profound reasoning behind it.
Once the Pure Land Sect was destroyed, nearby sects like the Jade Heavens Sect would naturally expand their influence into its territory. When the new rules replaced the old ones, Luo Hong would have achieved his goal.
"Ah, this... you really won't reconsider? They look so pitiful. Hey, don't leave."
Before Ying Ming could finish speaking, Luo Hong put away the Black Wind Banner and flew off into the distance.
Just as Luo Hong departed, two strangely behaved Buddhist cultivators arrived at the Immortal Welcome Pavilion in a border town of the Jade Heavens Sect.
One was a middle-aged monk with kind features and the bearing of an enlightened master. The other was a little monk who looked no older than twelve or thirteen, yet seemed to have seen through the mortal world already, his gaze exceptionally clear.
Yet the strangest thing was that the middle-aged monk treated the little monk with extreme respect, as if the latter were in charge.
Qi Shanshan sized up the old and young pair who had come knocking, then, after hesitating for a moment, decided to speak honestly:
"Martial Uncle Luo and Martial Uncle Ying left several days ago. They only instructed us to return to the sect after recovering from our injuries and did not say where they were going."
"Yan Jing, it seems the Buddha's Child's purpose for this journey is not as simple as you claimed."
The little monk spoke calmly.
"Benefactor Luo and I are not particularly close. If he had other urgent business in the Western Spirit Continent, it would only be natural for him not to tell me."
The middle-aged monk was Yan Jing, whose scheming had grown deeper. He knew very well that Luo Hong resisted Buddhist cultivation, and seeing