Han Kingdom, Mysterious Yin Sect!
Main Hall!
At that moment, Yun Yao True Person, reclining sideways upon the throne, suddenly changed expression. Her lovely face turned icy as a glint of cold light flashed through her eyes. Killing Intent surged from her as she said sternly:
"Hmph!"
"It won't be so easy to take advantage of our sect!"
"When our sect rises again..."
"Those resources that were taken from us—I, this True Person, will surely make them repay them twofold."
At this point!
Yun Yao True Person looked toward the senior sister before her, and her tone softened considerably as she continued:
"However!"
"For now, our sect can only lie low. Once the situation stabilizes and we weather this crisis, there will be time for reckoning in the future!"
"Oh, right—have the core disciples step up their efforts to win over several Golden Core 'seeds' from [Primeval Nether Sect], [Mysterious Refinement Sect]... and the like!"
"Mm!"
"..."
Before long, the voluptuous female cultivator withdrew from the hall and closed the doors behind her.
Yun Yao True Person watched the hall doors slowly shut, a trace of helplessness surfacing in her clear eyes.
"If we truly cannot get through this ordeal, then I can only go to White Cloud Sect and give it a try?"
"I hope Master did not misjudge him!"
Of course, Yun Yao True Person also understood that every time a favor was called in, it grew thinner.
This was a helpless choice to be made only as a last resort.
Moreover, it was the final trump card she possessed as the one in charge of the sect.
After all, an ordinary sect had no treasure capable of moving a Nascent Soul True Lord.
Much less could it ask one to stand up for it.
It was precisely