Within the Ancient Profound Treasury, the elders were filled with emotion as they spoke of the past.
Liang Kaishi suddenly said, "Wait, Master Li needs the Heroes' Token..."
Everyone fell silent.
"But that oath..."
"Awkward. Back then, all the major powers coveted the Heroes' Token, so our sect had no choice but to secretly transfer it away, lest anything go wrong. Who would have thought..."
"But it is not entirely impossible. How about this? We first cultivate the new Ancient Profound Divine Art. In as little as half a year, or at most three years, we shall ask the Sect Master to act and pull some strings for him. At worst, we will cast aside these old faces of ours."
"Indeed. It is worth trying."
Cheng Nanxiong said solemnly, "Everyone must not let down their guard either. Even with this new Ancient Profound Divine Art, if we encounter a powerful enemy before reaching Beyond-Rank, everything could still go down the drain. The reason Master Li did not mention this technique at all was not only because he feared the court finding out. He was likely warning us as well: a tall tree catches the wind."
"We must continue to endure in silence. Before becoming Beyond-Rank, we should avoid acting whenever possible. Otherwise, we may instead drag Master Li down with us."
"Still, Master Li is ultimately in the Northern Garrison Army. It would not be right if we did not lend him aid."
"Yes. The court and the Devil Sect seek to throw our Ancient Profound Mountain into chaos. If Li Qingxian, Marquis of Far-Reaching, openly steps in to help us, what would that become? What would that old thief Emperor Taining think? His deliberate refusal to point out this technique was also an act of caution; a careful sailor