Chu Mo sank into thought.
Facing two late-Golden Core cultivators, he certainly would not be bullheaded enough to clash with them head-on. He had simply retreated before Cen Lingyi could make her move.
As for Fellow Daoist Si Yun, he had sent him a voice transmission earlier and trusted that he would be fine.
With that thought, Chu Mo walked slowly back to his temporary cave abode and quietly waited for Xi Hong and the others to return.
The next day, in the Spirit Rhinoceros Council Hall.
Four figures sat facing one another.
"After I pursued him out to sea..." Speaking at an even pace, Chu Mo briefly recounted his earlier experiences at sea.
After listening, True Person Xi Hong mused, "Cen Lingyi of the Heaven's Will Sect-she actually came? That woman is formidable, and her backing is even more substantial. She cannot be underestimated."
His expression grew somewhat grave.
If she too had set her sights on the ruins of the Flood Dragon Lord's Water Abode and insisted on contesting them, this sect mission would become rather difficult.
But Chen Ziliang had been gravely wounded...
Xi Hong turned his gaze toward Chu Mo, a hint of wonder showing on his face. He praised him, "Junior Brother Youxuan, you only recently broke through, yet you easily defeated a cultivator at the peak of the middle Golden Core stage. Truly impressive."
Si Yun chuckled and interjected, "Chen Ziliang's sword cultivation is extraordinary. He counts as quite a figure among middle-stage Golden Core cultivators. Yet Fellow Daoist Youxuan defeated him, sending him fleeing in disarray before everyone's eyes.
"I imagine it won't be long before the name Youxuan spreads throughout all the factions."
Chu Mo's expression remained unchanged. He said calmly, "An empty reputation brings no benefit. Let's discuss establishing the abode