They followed Jin Yilong to the discussion hall. Jin Yilong sat in the seat of honor, while Han Changming and more than twenty other Body Integration Cultivators sat on either side.
"Now I'll assign the tasks. I hope everyone can stand united and strive to kill the enemy. Those who perform outstandingly will be reported to Senior Gan."
Jin Yilong spoke in a grave voice.
The cultivators were all shrewd veterans who had lived for many years, so they naturally understood what Jin Yilong meant.
Those who performed well would be reported to Divine Lord Gan Yue; naturally, those who performed poorly would also be reported to Divine Lord Gan Yue.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, go ahead and assign the tasks. But let us act within our limits. We're here to kill the enemy, not throw our lives away."
Zhao Changqing said meaningfully.
What they feared was that Jin Yilong would drape himself in a tiger's hide to make a banner, using the opportunity to weaken their strength.
"Exactly. We will obey Senior Gan's orders, but we must also act within our limits."
Mu Xiao chimed in.
The Body Integration Cultivators all voiced their agreement. They all shared this concern.
Jin Yilong smiled faintly. "Rest assured, Jin is not that kind of person. With Senior Gan here, there's no need for us to do such a thing."
As long as Divine Lord Gan Yue remained alive, the Seven Sword Sect's position would stand as firm as Mount Tai. Even if other factions had dozens of Body Integration Cultivators, they would be unable to shake the Seven Sword Sect's standing.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, please assign the tasks."
Zhao Changqing said.
"I intend to select over a dozen Body Integration Cultivators as the vanguard. The rest of you will stay temporarily at the