"Was that you? Have you been hiding in the shadows all along?" Wei Yixiao asked.
"Yes, I've been watching the whole time. If all of you died, being Cult Leader would be rather dull, wouldn't it? Naturally, I had to keep you alive.
The Six Great Sects should all be here by now. Take care of yourselves.
Though given your current condition, things look rather grim."
Before they could even agree, this woman had already called herself Cult Leader, drawing countless inward eye-rolls.
A Ming Cult disciple entered from outside. Upon seeing them, he dropped to one knee, cupped his fists, and reported, "Reporting to Left Envoy Yang, the Six Great Sects have arrived at the square. The banner masters of the Five Banners have also suffered severe injuries. Right now, only the Eagle King is holding off the experts of the Six Great Sects alone, and he won't be able to endure much longer."
Yang Xiao and the others exchanged glances, then immediately dropped to one knee. "Greetings, Cult Leader!"
Red Dust said, "Everyone, won't you reconsider?"
The Blue-Winged Bat King said, "We're about to lose our lives. What is there left to consider?
Besides, Daoist Red Dust is immensely powerful. Since you intend to subdue the Ming Cult, you must be confident that you can drive back the Six Great Sects.
From what I have seen, Daoist Red Dust is sincere and wholeheartedly opposed to the Yuan. Serving you as Cult Leader may not be such a bad thing."
"Indeed!"
Yang Xiao asked, "After Daoist Red Dust succeeds as Cult Leader, will you be the ruler of the Ming Cult, or Wudang's Eighth Hero?"
"In the Ming Cult, I am the Cult Leader. In Wudang, I am the Eighth Hero. I know the difference."
"Good. Yang Xiao pays