"Phew."
With the final stroke finished, Liu Yu set down his brush, picked up the paper, and gently blew on it to dry the ink.
Then he used the Object Manipulation Technique, sending the paper floating over to Leng Yuexin.
"We shall obey the leader's orders and do everything in our power to complete the mission. We will not disappoint you!"
Having formally received their orders, the three bowed solemnly.
"Mm, good."
"That concludes this meeting. Follow my instructions in everything. I hope none of you make any mistakes."
"All right, fellow Daoists, you may attend to your duties."
Liu Yu swept a stern gaze around the room and nodded slightly as he spoke.
With that, he lifted his teacup and took a light sip.
"We shall take our leave."
The twelve left the cave abode one after another, riding streams of escape light into the distance.
If the White Household hadn't resisted, could their mortal clansmen have escaped this calamity?
Outside the cave abode, the morning sunlight fell across Yan Kai's face. He paused as the thought suddenly crossed his mind.
"Heh."
He gave a self-mocking chuckle, finding his own naïveté laughable.
"Ah."
Thinking of Senior Brother Liu's attitude, and that of most of the others, Yan Kai sighed again before riding away on his escape light.
He had already realized that war in the Cultivation World might be even crueler than he had imagined.
And he could change nothing. If he wanted to avoid being swept aside, he could only change himself.
After the twelve left, the bustling hall fell silent in an instant, returning to its former tranquility.
Liu Yu gazed at the lotus flowers in the pool, reflecting on the meeting.
After carefully reviewing everything from beginning to end and confirming that he had overlooked nothing,