He looked at Li Xuanxian.
He gave his order in a grave voice.
"Your North Branch will hold its position for now. Wait for my orders before doing anything."
Li Xuanxian paused.
His voice held some hesitation. "Clan chief, then... the Sacred Weapon..."
"The Sacred Weapon can wait."
Li Xinge spoke calmly.
"Besides, bringing the Sacred Weapon here would hardly be easy, would it?"
Li Xuanxian gave a bitter laugh.
"Nothing escapes you, clan chief. The Rootless People have tampered with things in Shenjing. The moment the Sacred Weapon leaves the capital, the Jiang Clan and the Rootless People will know."
"So return first. The North Branch is to lie low and do nothing until I give the word."
Li Xuanxian's expression turned solemn.
"Yes. We will follow all your instructions, clan chief."
Li Xinge waved a hand.
Li Xuanxian cupped his hands and bowed to Li Xinge.
Then he turned and strode out of the reception hall.
The moment he stepped through the main doors.
He became a streak of light and swiftly vanished into the horizon.
After Li Xuanxian left.
Li Xinge looked at the First Elder.
"First Elder, is everything ready?"
A keen light flashed in the First Elder's eyes.
"Patriarch, everything has long been prepared. We await only your command."
Li Xinge nodded.
With his hands clasped behind his back.
He slowly walked out of the reception hall.
He tilted his head back and gazed at the flawless blue sky.
His eyes were fathomless.
A long time passed.
A glint of resolve flashed through his eyes.
He seemed to have made up his mind.
He was just about to speak.
When suddenly.
A streak of spiritual light flew from the rear mountain and landed in the courtyard.
The light dispersed, revealing an illusory figure.
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