Bai Yunfei was the happiest about Old Yang joining the Feather Transformation Sect. He immediately pulled Old Yang away to discuss the sect's future development.
Previously, he had been the only one thinking about these matters. Lin Jiufeng lived in seclusion within the Scripture Pavilion and paid no heed to worldly affairs, so Bai Yunfei did not feel comfortable disturbing him. Now that Old Yang was here, he naturally wanted someone to share the burden with.
Old Yang was equally eager. As a new member, he naturally wanted to contribute more to the Feather Transformation Sect and prove himself.
The two hit it off at once and immediately left the Scripture Pavilion.
Lin Jiufeng was left alone in the Scripture Pavilion, drinking tea.
"With Old Yang joining, the Feather Transformation Sect's strength has greatly increased. It can also serve as a benchmark for those who gain benefits from the Sword Sea in the future. Even if they do not join the Feather Transformation Sect, they should not go against it." Lin Jiufeng thought silently.
"I just don't know what the Supreme Dao Sect and the Wen Family are doing. A biting dog does not bark; lurking in the shadows, they must be plotting something. I still need to stay wary." Lin Jiufeng frowned as he thought.
"Still, their failure to launch a major invasion has given my Feather Transformation Sect room to catch its breath. Now that I have broken through the Ninth Restriction, I have enough confidence to face any enemy." At this thought, Lin Jiufeng's brow relaxed. He leisurely sipped his tea, then casually beckoned. A book flew from a row of shelves and landed precisely in his hand. He opened it and began to read carefully.
The book recorded miscellaneous histories from a long time ago, telling