"In truth, we know that the so-called Red Lotus Sect is the worldly lineage of the Demonic Sect's Blood Lotus Sect, but the common people don't. Now they all worship that Red Lotus Holy Mother, believing she can spare them calamity, ward off evil, cure illness, and even let them attain the Dao and become immortals someday, dwelling forever in paradise. With promises like that, who would still be willing to endure the hardships of martial training?"
"Even quite a few Martial Masters have begun worshipping the Red Lotus Sect. They cultivated bitterly for years without achieving a gate breakthrough, and in their despair, they've pinned their hopes on this." Huo Shan shook his head helplessly.
Zhao Feng frowned slightly. He had only been back for a day, yet he could already sense how grim the situation was.
"Are we supposed to just stand by and watch them spread their teachings? Why haven't the authorities taken any action?"
"Perhaps they have concerns of their own."
"I'm planning to move the Martial Arts School into the Inner City in a couple of days."
Zhao Feng nodded. Under these circumstances, he could feel the wind rising before a storm. Moving into the Inner City was the right choice.
Huo Shan asked about his experiences in the Prefecture City, and Zhao Feng shared what he could. As for the events everyone knew about, Huo Shan had presumably already heard of them through Huo Yao.
"I never imagined Pan Jie would embezzle the gift I sent last time. You were treated unfairly. Still, I heard he didn't meet a good end either. They say even his corpse was reduced to ashes."
"The Nine Yang Gate is actually quite good too," Zhao Feng said, changing the subject.
Huo Shan nodded. Now that Zhao Feng was