Cleaning House

Clearly, some elders saw what the sect master was thinking. They argued that this matter was not worth offending Chen Xia over. His strength was formidable, and his Starship was especially terrifying. No one knew how many such Starships he had. Sticking their necks out now could easily send them down the same road as Great Zhou.

The risk was too great.

Most of the elders agreed. The few who wanted to regain face were drowned out, so Sect Master Xuantian went with the prevailing view and left the matter to Elder Xuanqing.

After waking Steward Zhao, Elder Xuanqing took both stewards to a private chamber and explained the situation.

The two stewards were dumbfounded. The elder was telling them to let it go. Times had changed. Only then did they learn just how terrifying Chen Xia was.

"He destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"How is that possible?"

"That dynasty had a Tribulation Transcendence expert guarding it!"

"Oppose him, and you're walking straight to your deaths. What do you two think?"

Elder Xuanqing was merely conveying the sect master's wishes.

Personally, he also felt that settling scores with Chen Xia was unwise. If anything, he worried this affair might turn Chen Xia into an enemy.

At those words, Steward Sun and Steward Zhao exchanged a glance, terror gripping them both.

What could they possibly say?

They felt aggrieved, but they knew they could not beat Chen Xia. Clearly, the sect had no intention of protecting them either.

After Elder Xuanqing left, the two gnashed their teeth in the chamber.

They had been carrying out the sect's mission and had survived nine deaths for every chance at life. They had never expected this welcome home.

They had nearly died in the Dark Space many times, and their hatred for Chen Xia