Consequences Are Severe

Ye Tian had no rebuttal to Li Jianchi's muttering to himself.

The sword was never everything to him. He could not be like Senior Li Jianchi, wholly devoted to the path of the sword and turning a deaf ear to all else, seeking to keep his mind free of distractions whenever he drew his blade.

There were matters he had to consider and things he had to do. If he wanted to attend to every aspect, he had to think deeply and plan thoroughly.

Had it not been so, Ye Tian would never have successfully lured Jiang Shengchao into taking the risk alone, step by step walking into his trap. Nor would he have created such a perfect opportunity for Senior Li Jianchi to strike, allowing him to sever one arm of this Nascent Soul peak cultivator with a single sword stroke, greatly diminishing his strength until he was left without even the room to fight back, fit only to be slaughtered.

Besides, Senior Li Jianchi had certainly enjoyed killing, but what came afterward? If no one thought about that, then let alone a month, the Three-Ringed Golden Saber Sect would likely come knocking the very next day after Jiang Shengchao's corpse was discovered. A war between the two sects would erupt at the touch of a fuse. Yet by handling Jiang Shengchao's corpse this way, the spillover brought the Heavenly Sword Sect the possibility of peace and stability for a long time to come, free from worrying about the Three-Ringed Golden Saber Sect's many threats.

Ye Tian did not say any of this to Senior Li Jianchi. He could handle such matters himself.

Only after confirming once more that there were no flaws in the Jiang Shengchao corpse he had left behind did Ye Tian call Senior Li Jianchi