Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the morning of the eighth day, Lin Mo had just stepped out of his room when he spotted Miao Yun and the others approaching.
"Elder Lin, how are your preparations?"
With the sect's fortune and the restoration of its spiritual energy at stake, Miao Yun was naturally especially attentive. "Whether we can purge every evil thing from the dragon vein today will depend entirely on you, Elder Lin!"
Behind Miao Yun, the twelve elders of the Sword Sect nodded, their eyes full of anticipation.
"Rest assured, everyone."
Lin Mo patted the Storage Bag at his waist and said confidently, "I am completely certain that I can purify the dragon vein once and for all."
At his words, the tension eased from their faces, and their smiles grew.
To demonstrate how highly she valued Lin Mo, Miao Yun had even condescended to personally deliver water from the Sword-Washing Pool and a huge wooden tub over a hundred feet tall.
Fortunately, Lin Mo's Storage Bag was large enough. Otherwise, it might not have held such an enormous tub.
"The Tai Sui Gate overestimated themselves, sending a rabble to ambush the Azure Cloud Sect while Brother Han was away."
Miao Yun gave a soft snort, then turned to Lin Mo with a smile. "Now that Brother Han has returned to oversee the Azure Cloud Sect himself, there is no need for you to hurry back, Elder Lin."
"Once the dragon vein is purified, why not spend a few days in our Sword Sect and allow me to extend the hospitality of a host?"
Lin Mo hesitated, then shook his head and politely declined.
When Han Kang had left three days earlier, he had specifically informed Lin Mo.
Although Lin Mo had already subdued