"Otherwise, Elder Duanmu, why don't you step in?" Everyone backed away in unison, leaving Elder Duanmu and Elder Fang exposed.
Lost in thought, Elder Duanmu froze. He took in their eager gazes, then glanced at Fang Ding, who looked equally stunned.
"Duanmu is teaching Formation Arts at the Formation Pavilion. Wouldn't it be a bit much to make him put them through special training as well?" Elder Fang asked hesitantly as he looked at them.
The real issue was that he didn't want to face Lan Yue again!
Lately, he had been having nightmares all day long, and every one of them featured Lan Yue's face! Whenever he dreamed, she insisted on digging into his juicy gossip, sending him fleeing again and again, searching everywhere for somewhere to hide.
Elder Fang felt he had developed a phobia of Lan Yue.
"It's fine. All your juicy gossip has already been devoured. Lan Yue won't do anything to you." The Sixth Elder winked at them.
Recently, the affairs of Elder Duanmu and Elder Fang had spread through the entire sect like wildfire.
Even the spirit beasts in their care probably knew what trouble those two elders had gotten themselves into.
But speaking of which, was Elder Duanmu really that beautiful dressed as a woman? Beautiful enough to make Elder Fang pursue him over and over again?
"Boo-hoo, Elder Duanmu, the future of the Southern Spirit Sect depends on you!" The Sixth Elder walked straight over, tears and snot streaming down.
"It's not as though you don't know about that prophecy. In a hundred years, our entire Southern Spirit Sect might be wiped out! You're the sect's savior!"
Under everyone's scrutiny, Elder Duanmu's expression remained serious and unchanged.
He even turned his gaze back to Elder Fang, as though asking for his opinion.