After hearing the Grand Elder's report, Wei Qifeng, Sect Leader of the Profound Yin Church, was filled with regret. This attack on Wei City had been somewhat rash!
He came to Yin Wanchou's secluded cultivation quarters, bowed, and said, "Senior Martial Uncle, Qifeng requests an audience!"
Yin Wanchou's voice came from inside. "Come in!"
Wei Qifeng entered and recounted everything that had happened at Wei City in detail, from beginning to end.
"Senior Martial Uncle, we suffered heavy losses this time. We lost four Nascent Soul Cultivators in succession, and two more lost their physical bodies. Should we avenge this?"
Yin Wanchou fell silent for a while, then said, "With your strength, could you raze Wei City?"
Wei Qifeng paused, then thought for a moment and said, "With my strength alone, I'm afraid I would have difficulty destroying Wei City. That Xu Qingtong is truly formidable. Even ordinary cultivators at the nascent soul middle stage are no match for him! Moreover, the Yuanrong Crossbow in his hands is more powerful than ordinary treasures. On top of that, Lü Wenqiu's disciple is helping him. Your martial nephew truly has no confidence!"
Hearing this, Yin Wanchou shook his head. "That makes things difficult. I could capture that brat if I intervened, but would Lü Wenqiu let me?"
"With your strength, Senior Martial Uncle, can you still not defeat Lü Wenqiu?"
Yin Wanchou shook his head. "Lü Wenqiu's strength is no less than mine. Moreover, he may have mastered time law. If so, I would undoubtedly lose if we fought!"
"Has he already become that powerful?"
Yin Wanchou gave a bitter smile. "That is only a conservative estimate! Do you remember how, at Zhong Ziqing's disciple acceptance ceremony, Nalan Xue of the Jade Sound Pavilion exchanged blows with Lü Wenqiu? Nalan Xue suffered