Hearing Meng Bingyan's words, Zhao Shuang was clearly a little stunned.
Everything was fine—why go down the mountain?
The outside world was so dangerous. Yan'er had only just broken through to the Body Integration Realm; what if something happened to her?
Besides, she had only just passed through the forbidden grounds and obtained the foundational inheritance of the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect. At a time like this, she should calm her heart and enter seclusion, properly fusing the inheritance with her own Golden Crow Dharma Body and carving out her own path.
What was the point of going down the mountain?!
Zhao Shuang had already mapped out a road to the heavens for Meng Bingyan: cultivate diligently, stabilize her strength, assimilate the inheritance, and successfully subdue the Imperial Weapon within the forbidden grounds. Then, she would become the Holy Maiden of the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect.
After that, she only needed to cultivate well, and she would become the next sect master—the leading figure of the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect.
As one of the most senior figures in the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect, Zhao Shuang was fully capable of making this decision. Even those other old geezers would not object.
After all, both great prodigies of the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect had been raised by her. Zhang Yun had become a Supreme Elder at such a young age, and Zhao Shuang had been supporting her all along.
It was just that Zhang Yun was a sword fanatic. The position of sect master held no appeal for her whatsoever; she preferred to be left alone.
But Meng Bingyan was different. Though she cultivated the Emotionless Sword Dao, she had already comprehended the state of "even emotionlessness contains feeling." This was the essence of the Emotionless Dao,