At those words, Li Ye'an could not hide the delight on his face:
"This disciple has always followed your teachings, Valley Master. In this life, we should keep our consciences clear and do what lies within our power. I have remembered those words to this day, and I will continue to follow your teachings and carry on this way."
Zhao Xuan rose, clasped his hands behind his back, and stared at Li Ye'an before him. After a moment of silence, he said:
"Since this matter now involves the superior sect, it has gone somewhat beyond your abilities. You need not pursue it any further. I will handle what follows myself. Just focus on your cultivation."
The righteous path really did have its own frustrations.
Had this been back in those days, this disciple's head would already be rolling on the ground.
But that trusting expression was also something I never experienced as an Evil Cultivator.
Every loss comes with a gain. Nurturing him now is also preparation for having someone truly reliable in the future.
Li Ye'an did not think much of it either, taking it entirely as genuine concern for his safety from the Valley Master. Moved, he said:
"Thank you, Valley Master. This disciple understands."
Zhao Xuan nodded lightly, watching Li Ye'an leave with a humble expression and gently pull the door shut behind him.
News of the Eighteen Immortal Sects?
Zhao Xuan sank into thought. Over the past few decades, he had avoided contact with members of the Evil Spirit Cult unless necessary. He would not even receive news from the Evil Spirit Cult unless it was extremely important. After all, however vigilant he was, doing something meant there was a chance of being discovered. Only by not doing it could he leave no openings.
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