In Phoenix Cry City, on the second day after the two returned, Ning Chen set off to leave. He did not even attend the alliance ceremony between Northern Qi and the Ji Clan.
Within the Ji Clan's sacred hall, Ji Yuechu sat high upon the main seat, his gaze fixed outside the hall as flickers of thought passed endlessly through his eyes.
"Your Highness," the Ninth Grand Elder of the Ji Clan said, his expression equally grave. "The Ninth Son of Ink Sect has given us far too great a surprise this time. The destruction of Kylin Pavilion is truly shocking news."
As one of the eleven ancient inheritances, the Ji Clan understood better than anyone how terrifying the foundations of a great sect like Kylin Pavilion were. The strength displayed by the Ninth Son of Ink Sect had already made them feel threatened.
"Holy Lord!" The Ninth Grand Elder of the Ji Clan looked toward the man seated upon the main seat and said gravely.
"I know what you mean."
Ji Yuechu gathered his thoughts and said calmly, "Now that the Ji Clan and Northern Qi have formed an alliance, the Ninth Son of Ink Sect is a friend, not an enemy. The stronger he is, the more beneficial it is to the Ji Clan."
"That may be so, but..."
Worry flashed through the Ninth Grand Elder's eyes as he said, "During the battle in the Ancient Battlefield, this child formed grudges with many sects across the various starfields. Added to that, great sects have met with disaster one after another these past days. Every sect will surely feel endangered. Whether the Ji Clan's closeness to him will bring fortune or disaster is not certain."
"Do not overthink it."
Ji Yuechu said calmly, "Since we chose to ally with