The Seven Heavenly Lords, who had been listening quietly at the side, immediately bowed toward Zhao Gongming when they heard this.
"Zhao Senior Brother! We are willing to follow Senior Brother into battle and avenge Qin Senior Brother, Senior Brother Dong, and Senior Brother Yuan!"
The Ten Heavenly Lords had studied formations together year-round, and their bond ran deep. Now that three of them had been lost in a single day, how could the remaining seven possibly be content?
This grudge had to be repaid!
Divine light sharpened in Zhao Gongming's eyes. "Good!
"Since Master has handed the right to choose to us, we shall bear the karma ourselves and fight a round against the Chan Sect!
"I must trouble you Junior brothers to contact our fellow sect members. Those willing to go may journey together to the Nine Provinces.
"This time, not only must we decide who stands higher or lower against the Chan Sect—even that Literary Sect peering from the shadows, if they dare reach out a hand, we'll take them on as well!"
"Alas..."
Saint Mother Wudang knew she could no longer persuade them, and could only sigh softly.
Leaving behind the words "take care of yourselves," she transformed into a streak of clear light and departed to find Senior Brother Duobao Daoist to discuss what came next.
Zhao Gongming and the Seven Heavenly Lords did not delay either, immediately beginning to act, lobbying and contacting the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect.
Those they could persuade roughly fell into two types.
The first were people Zhao Gongming had befriended widely in ordinary days. He was forthright, generous, and righteous, and indeed had many friends willing to do him this favor and follow him to leave the mountain.
The second were figures like Luo Xuan and