"Establishing a Martial Sect within the sect—aren't you afraid it will split apart?"
Yan Dao Sect looked at Li Qingqiu as he asked the question. He suddenly found Li Qingqiu impossible to read, unsure whether the other man was testing him.
After all, his junior brother Hua Daozang placed immense importance on power. His master and grandmaster were the same. That was precisely why the atmosphere within Tianxuan Mountain was so stern.
Shen Yue smiled. "Since our sect master put it that way, he must be sincere. Besides, if the Martial Sect wants to split from the Qingxiao Sect, it'll have to ask whether our Sword Sect agrees first."
"The Sword Sect?"
This was the first time Yan Dao Sect had heard of the Sword Sect. On the way here, Shen Yue had introduced him to the Qingxiao Sect, but he had only spoken of how powerful and wonderful it was. He had not told him anything about its specific structure.
Li Qingqiu said, "In the world today, you are the first—and the only—person to enter the Dao through martial arts. You can certainly push the martial path to a new peak. No one is more suited to be the Martial Sect's elder than you. With me here, I won't allow the immortal and martial paths to become as irreconcilable as fire and water."
What if you're gone?
Yan Dao Sect nearly asked it aloud, but felt it would be too presumptuous.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "All right, I'll try it first. If anyone coerces me into doing anything harmful to the sect, I'll deal with it seriously—or resign from the position of Martial Sect elder."
What he feared most was the struggle between power and emotion. He wanted to cultivate with his mind undisturbed.
That was