Inside the hall.
Every cultivator whose name Meng Qingyi had read out wore an ugly expression.
Xiong Pohai in particular. With Dai Sangyu dead, his cultivation was the highest among Windmist True Person's disciples.
He had thought that after seizing power, Meng Qingyi would have to rely on him to stabilize the Immortal City.
What he had not expected was that, despite his sweet, charming appearance, Meng Qingyi handled matters with far more seasoned ruthlessness than either Windmist True Person or Dai Sangyu.
Meng Qingyi had issued the order as sect leader. Moreover, this expedition answered the Defender Alliance's call to support the Yan Kingdom against a foreign race, naturally giving him the mantle of righteousness.
Xiong Pohai could think of no suitable excuse to refuse.
And if he really went...
The war between the Yan Kingdom and the Tuluo people was vast in scale. Even considerable numbers of Core Formation cultivators would take part, and a Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily perish on the battlefield through a single careless mistake.
Even if he was lucky enough to survive, by the time the war ended...
Decades would have passed. When he returned to the Immortal City, Meng Qingyi would surely have forged it into a solid slab of iron, leaving no place for him.
He could only bow low and make himself small, becoming utterly marginalized within the Immortal City.
Moreover, after carefully considering the names Meng Qingyi had read out, Xiong Pohai realized that they were all people who either had deep ties to Dai Sangyu or were close to her.
This was no mission to support the Yan Kingdom. Meng Qingyi was plainly using that pretext to conduct a purge.
At that thought, Xiong Pohai's expression darkened.
If only the Meng Family stood behind Meng Qingyi's proposal, he