The door to the council hall slowly opened, and Lin Ye walked in.
"Sect Master, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone." Lin Ye nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the three men's grave expressions.
"Ye, sit down."
Ning Fengzhi pointed to the seat beside him.
Lin Ye nodded and sat down as instructed, then asked, "Did you call me here because you need me to do something?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at Lin Ye and said, "We called you here because there's something we'd like your thoughts on."
"I imagine you're aware of the sect's current situation."
"After this setback, Spirit Hall certainly won't let matters rest."
"And with the imperial family's ambiguous stance..."
"It seems a crisis is right on our doorstep."
Lin Ye thought for a moment, then said, "It's actually quite simple. Why don't we just arm the sect?"
"Arm it?" Ning Fengzhi frowned deeply, puzzled.
"The vast majority of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's members are support-type Soul Masters. How would we arm them?"
Bone Douluo interjected, "Arm them?"
"Ye, it's not that I, your master, want to pour cold water on your idea."
"Support-type Soul Masters are inherently fragile. Even if you gave them a blade, they couldn't cut through a single finger of a power attack system Soul Master!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin agreed in a deep voice. "Indeed."
"Against high-ranking Soul Masters, especially enemies skilled in assassination, insufficient reaction speed and killing power remain fatal weaknesses for support-type Soul Masters."
A composed smile curved Lin Ye's lips as he said calmly, "I've actually already prepared for this."
With that, he took a strangely shaped metal object out of his Storage Soul Tool.
The object had a grip that was easy to hold, with a tube and a small opening connected to its front. Its entire