Seeing that the two had understood the care behind his intentions, Li Ling smiled faintly and dismissed them, keeping Yao Lingxian behind for a private conversation.
"Back on the Mystic Continent, we were on someone else's turf, which made many things inconvenient... there were quite a few matters I never examined closely. Now I would like to question you properly about the Incense Perception Cult.
Just what were you thinking, altering the doctrines I established, copying a tiger from a cat's likeness and making a complete mess of it?"
Yao Lingxian grew nervous at his words and prostrated himself. "Grandmaster, the Divine Dragon Cult persuaded my master to decide on this. Then my master approached me, so..."
Li Ling shook his head slightly. "I have already severed ties with him, yet you still call him your master... never mind. Call him whatever you like. But from now on, give more thought to the greater good of the sect and your own future. He influenced the first few decades of your life too deeply, so it is no wonder you act this way. But over the next hundred years, or several hundred, you should be able to find your own place and direction. I hope you will conduct yourself wisely."
Yao Lingxian now stood at a fork in his life's path, lost and uncertain, not knowing how to respond.
Seeing this, Li Ling said no more and began asking about the details.
All he knew at present was that the Divine Dragon Cult wanted to manipulate Li Ying and the others, hoping to seize the true teachings and create deities from incense offerings. He still did not know precisely what use those deities would serve.
The usual reasons were not hard to guess, but he kept feeling there must be more