Although Ling Tian had taken refuge inside the ward, Old Man Ling still didn't dare take any chances. If those two Loose Immortals really burned their souls to launch a combined attack, Ling Tian could still be killed. That was the last thing Old Man Ling wanted to see. He would rather let Lingxiao Pavilion be destroyed than have anything happen to Ling Tian.
But Old Man Ling was unwilling to simply retreat, so he used his side's advantage to force the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff faction to compensate them. Though the two Loose Immortals were seething with frustration, they didn't want to die either. Naturally, neither of them wanted to perish while they could still live, so they chose to compromise and agreed to compensate Old Man Ling and the others.
Because of him, Old Man Ling was unable to act freely, and Ling Tian felt deeply guilty. But he knew Old Man Ling was right: without him, reclaiming the plaque would have been nothing but empty talk. He quickly composed himself and began thinking about what Lingxiao Pavilion urgently needed.
After a moment's thought, Ling Tian said, "Elder Ling, our Lingxiao Pavilion has only just been established, and there's a hundred things to do. We're short of everything, but what we need most are treasures and weapons, as well as some pill recipes and secret techniques. As for spirit stones, we have the Gold-Devouring Rat, so we aren't short."
"Though I can refine treasures and weapons myself, it takes quite a bit of time. It's good that you brought this up." Approval filled Old Man Ling's eyes. He smiled faintly. "As for pill recipes and secret techniques, our Lingxiao Pavilion has collected plenty. Your father was worried something might happen to you, so he entrusted most of them