"Shouldn't have come?"
Lü Zheng looked toward the man who had once been his father's chief strategist and literary pillar. Though the old brilliance had vanished from his face.
Bai Shijian, once dashing and elegant, who had pointed out the rivers and mountains, had become a stooped old man. Yet the divine light in his eyes had not dimmed in the slightest.
"The Longevity Sect is in chaos. The old order has already vanished. No matter which side gains the upper hand, they will ultimately smash the cauldrons and cast off the old, bringing change. The many Aristocratic Clans of the Solitary Bamboo Kingdom have seen their influence within the Longevity Sect greatly dissipate. If Eldest Young Master is determined to forge ahead, remaining in the Longevity Sect would be far more meaningful than returning."
Though he did not know the Longevity Sect's internal affairs, Bai Shijian had grasped the heart of the matter merely by analyzing the overall situation on the surface.
"Third Uncle, do you know what happened over at the Longevity Sect?"
"I can guess the rough shape of it. A river of blood hung upside down across the sky, while vicious ghosts and Yin Demons emerged one after another. It could not possibly have been the sect amusing itself."
Bai Shijian spoke of the immense spectacle when Blackblood Old Devil had attacked. The mighty power Immortal True Person had displayed while breaking through the Empty Gate and assaulting the mountain could be seen even from within Solitary Bamboo Kingdom's city.
"Besides, it is no longer news that several chief seats of the Longevity Sect returned empty-handed from this Solitary Bamboo Kingdom. It is a fact everyone in the city knows, from streets to alleys. Ridiculous that the ruler still forbids anyone from discussing it in public.