After hearing this, Kun Linshu understood. The thing his master had feared had likely come to pass; otherwise, the Sect Master would not have summoned him alone to discuss it. He asked, "Are you sending this disciple to train in the Sacred Realm?"
His direct question made Yuwen Yan's gaze sharpen slightly as he scrutinized him.
People standing in different positions thought about different things. After all, Yuwen Yan was the Sect Master of the Skyfire Cult.
Generations later, descendants would speak of which Sect Master had done what for the Skyfire Cult. But how many would remember who the Elders of that time had been?
Thus, the Sect Master's thinking was somewhat different from that of the Elders below. Though all wished for the Skyfire Cult to prosper, the Sect Master and the Elders had different duties and bore different responsibilities. One merely had to manage his own affairs; the other had to oversee the whole picture.
The Skyfire Cult had finally produced a disciple who had mastered the Skyfire Infinite Art. From Yuwen Yan's standpoint, as one who bore responsibility for the sect's place in history, he did not wish for Kun Linshu to go to the Sacred Realm. He had intended to give him special cultivation.
Yet this time, no one stood on his side. All the Elders invoked sect rules.
The key was that not one person among the sect's upper ranks spoke up for Kun Linshu, leaving him no room to balance both sides with his words. Nor could he openly defy the sect rules. What would it look like for him, the Sect Master, to come out alone and stubbornly twist the rules?
Yuwen Yan sighed. "Kun Linshu, you know that once disciples emerge from closed-door cultivation in the forbidden grounds, they must take