Plum Blossom Ravine.
This was White Plum Daoist's abode.
Protected by mystic radiance, Fang Jing flew deep into the plum blossoms and saw an old Daoist drinking beneath a plum tree.
He respectfully bowed and called, "Master..."
Then, unwilling to accept it, he asked, "Is our Emei truly going to hold a sword duel with Luo Fu?"
A sword duel itself was nothing much.
But at the thought of becoming enemies with his two former companions, Fang Jing felt utterly miserable.
"Alas..."
White Plum Daoist took another drink and sighed. "Why are the affairs of this world so difficult?"
He was merely an Emei elder muddling through life, and he also had Immortal Lady Nine Truths, an old friend, at Luo Fu Mountain.
To be honest, he truly did not wish to engage Luo Fu Mountain in a sword duel!
White Plum Daoist had also strongly disapproved when Bitter Ascetic had struck and slain Purple Jade Recluse last time, and he had even lost his temper at Bitter Ascetic over it.
Yet with only a few indifferent words from Sect Master Qi Miaoyi True Person, White Plum had been left speechless.
'The great tribulation of the gathered immortals, the tribulation of the End of Dharma, the boundless great calamity is approaching... Emei has no choice but to gather the fortune of the entire realm, seeking Ascension for the whole sect and passage through the tribulation...'
'The Dao lineage and sect disciples come first... Any trifling friendships can be cast aside...'
'Among the heterodox sects, Luo Fu Mountain is widely accepting disciples and already shows signs of rising. If it is not broken, how can Emei gather the destiny of the heterodox paths?'
*'Thus, regardless of who is right or wrong, under the shadow of tribulation, this sword duel cannot be