Two pairs of eyes turned toward him at once. "How do we take it back?"
"Simple. We put out an announcement in my name." Every major city offered that service. As long as you could pay the Spirit Stones, you could send word to the ends of the earth.
"What announcement?"
Wen Xu had always been a gifted writer, and when it came to stirring people's hearts, he was an old hand. Soon, most of the Cultivation Realm knew that after foiling the plots in Pill Fragrance City and Mingxuan City, Wen Xu, Yonglu Mountain's youngest martial great-uncle, had already set off for Pagoda City. But he had only just advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm, and his successive confrontations with the demon in two cities had left him badly wounded. No sooner had he recovered a little than he ventured into the city.
Space was limited, so Wen Xu's announcement was short, even somewhat terse.
"And then?"
"We wait for the sect leader to build momentum for me."
"Huh?"
Wen Xu had not contacted the sect, but the moment Gu Wufang received the news, he understood what lay behind his junior martial uncle's reckless move. He immediately had word spread that Wen Xu had been gravely injured and badly depleted, yet upon hearing everyone's pleas, he had emerged from seclusion overnight and gone to Pagoda City. Yonglu Mountain disciples also attested that their youngest martial great-uncle had coughed up blood without stopping in Pill Fragrance City. After advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm in so short a time, he had gone to Mingxuan City to break the deadlock without even properly consolidating his foundation.
Hehe Sect disciples further claimed that Evil Cultivators had wounded Yonglu Mountain's youngest martial great-uncle in Mingxuan City as well. His Nascent Soul foundation was