Several people in the side hall were taken aback when they heard Lin Yuan's words.
Zhao Gongming was the first to laugh. "Finally realized you're tired?"
Lin Yuan glanced at him. "Martial Uncle, you can say that because your back doesn't hurt from standing. Who was it that lay in the Shang Camp a while back and made me search the whole world for the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book altar?"
The smile on Zhao Gongming's face immediately froze.
"Can we let that go?"
"We can."
Lin Yuan nodded. "Just don't make me save you next time."
"That won't do."
Zhao Gongming answered far too quickly.
Everyone around them immediately burst out laughing.
Jin Ling did not stop their banter and simply asked, "What problem did you notice?"
Lin Yuan pushed the several hundred jade slips on the table toward the center.
"The flow of information is too slow."
"By the time Golden Turtle Island truly learns that a disciple is in trouble, they've already fallen into the trap."
As soon as he said this, Duobao, Jin Ling, and the others turned serious.
Indeed.
Interception Sect disciples were scattered throughout the Primordial World.
Many had their own caves, islands, and cultivation grounds. Unlike the Elucidation Sect, whose Core Disciples were limited in number and closely connected, they were spread far and wide.
For someone to leave for a hundred years without returning was entirely normal in the Interception Sect.
Ordinarily, that was naturally no concern.
But during the Karmic Tribulation, it became a major problem.
If Lin Yuan had not happened to arrive at Skeleton Mountain back then, by the time word of Shiji's plight reached Golden Turtle Island, she would already have been trapped inside the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Canopy.
The Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book incident involving Zhao Gongming had been the