The destruction of Lingxiao Pavilion had become a thorn in Old Man Ling's heart. Now that he knew Lingxiao Star, which Ling Tian had rebuilt, was gradually getting back on track, he was so delighted that he even felt like joking with Ling Tian. Seeing Old Man Ling's heartfelt joy, Ling Tian was quite happy, too.
Zi Tianfei and Huangfu Qiye exchanged glances. They had never imagined Ling Tian had already done so much. It was something these "little princesses and young masters" could never have dreamed of.
"Tian'er, once you distinguish yourself at this Cultivator Assembly, our Lingxiao Pavilion will become famous, and recruiting disciples will be much easier." Old Man Ling pondered for a moment, then a trace of worry showed on his face. "But things might not be as simple as you think. First, this idea of all the races coexisting..."
Lingxiao Pavilion's situation wasn't nearly as optimistic as Ling Tian had thought. After Old Man Ling explained it, he understood much better.
First, not many people were likely to understand the idea of the Human and Demon Races coexisting. The belief that the two races were irreconcilable was deeply rooted in the Cultivation World, and changing their minds would be extremely difficult.
Moreover, distinguishing himself at the Cultivator Assembly would put Ling Tian in the open. Human Race sects such as Ten Thousand Swords Cliff and Immortal Spirit Palace, which had once attacked Lingxiao Star, probably wouldn't allow Lingxiao Pavilion to "rise from the ashes." The great sects of the Demon Race might also retaliate against Ling Tian's forces.
At that, Ling Tian furrowed his brows. These were indeed serious problems. As if a thought had just struck him, his eyes lit up. "Elder Ling, I can simply invite my master to stay at our Lingxiao