After a long while.
The flames of rage around Ning Xuanwu finally subsided somewhat.
"Master, please calm your anger." Seeing this, Yao Ling'er stepped forward at the right moment and said, "But at a time like this, we truly need to make plans for what comes next. What do you think, Master?"
Ning Xuanwu's face was gloomy, yet he had no choice but to make plans for the future.
With that thought, he raised his head and looked at Yao Ling'er, saying softly, "Ling'er, today was the most disastrous day in the history of my Black Tortoise Sect. The Black Tortoise Sect's future will have to depend on you!"
"Depend on me?"
Yao Ling'er parted her red lips in astonishment.
"Mm!"
Ning Xuanwu nodded heavily and helplessly glanced toward the Martial Arts Hall. Though unwilling, when faced with such peerless experts, he did not even have the courage to seek revenge.
Seeing Ning Xuanwu like this, Yao Ling'er felt a bitter ache in her heart and could not help asking, "Master, just what is inside that Martial Arts Hall that it could actually..."
At those words, Ning Xuanwu's mouth twitched. He sighed before speaking with lingering fear, "Four Martial Sovereigns, one Martial Saint, and perhaps even a Martial Emperor!"
"What?"
Though they had guessed that the people in the Martial Arts Hall would be powerful, when Ning Xuanwu revealed the truth, everyone still could not help drawing in a sharp breath.
That tiny Martial Arts Hall actually had four Martial Sovereigns, along with a Martial Saint and perhaps even a Martial Emperor?
No wonder.
No wonder even someone as powerful as Ning Xuanwu had ended up in such a miserable state...
"So...?"
Yao Ling'er frowned at Ning Xuanwu.
"So I want you to remain in Pingjiang City." Ning Xuanwu said