Shangguan Ling lent Su Xin and Shi Daoxuan one of the Shangguan Clan's residences for their private discussion. He and Shen Wuming kept far away, terrified of overhearing something they should not hear.
They were indeed curious about what Heaven-Connecting Realm experts wished to discuss, and they very much wanted to listen.
But they also knew that hearing what they were meant to hear was one thing; if they overheard something they were not meant to hear, they would die horribly.
Shi Daoxuan looked at Su Xin and said gravely, "Lord Su, what exactly did you summon this humble monk here to discuss?"
Su Xin did not answer directly. He merely asked, "Master Shi Daoxuan, have you still not found a disciple?"
Shi Daoxuan shook his head. "Our Lotus Zen Monastery lineage cultivates a Zen heart. Finding talented martial artists is easy enough, but finding someone suited to become a disciple of our Lotus Zen Monastery lineage is not so easy.
"The Jianghu is like a great dyeing vat. Few who can muddle through within it remain clean; their states of mind have already been stained with dust. Thus, this humble monk has now set his sights mainly on ordinary people from common households. Even if their talent for martial arts is poor, that is acceptable."
Su Xin nodded, but then suddenly said, "Master Shi Daoxuan, the fact that you have yet to take a disciple may actually be a good thing. If you truly had taken one, perhaps you would not be able to persist for much longer."
Shi Daoxuan frowned. "What do you mean, Lord Su?"
Su Xin did not answer Shi Daoxuan directly. He merely said indifferently, "Master Shi Daoxuan, you saw what happened when the Human Emperor Sword was nailed into the Hidden Dragon Vein, did