Another dozen or so days passed. Zhang Xiaohu sat in the Council Hall, holding a tea bowl and gently blowing away the steam. His eyes were narrowed as he stared vaguely at the floor, absentmindedly bringing the tea to his lips.
Since Zhang Xiaohu had expanded the Misty Sect into eleven halls in the Council Hall, the Misty Sect disciples had seen their strength surge and their hearts fill with hope. While cultivating diligently, they had also strengthened their defenses, ready to meet the Righteous Path Alliance's attack.
Yet according to intelligence from the Divine Mechanism Hall, Righteous Path Peak of the Righteous Path Alliance remained as calm as ever, as though the Misty Sect's counterattack had never happened.
What was going on? Zhang Xiaohu wondered. Could they be... afraid of the Incense-Passing Cult? But... I heard the Righteous Path Alliance had also made harsh declarations at the Incense-Passing Cult's Martial Arts Gathering. Abbess Jingyi had cleanly separated herself from the matter as well—the Misty Sect was the Misty Sect, with nothing to do with the Incense-Passing Cult. The Righteous Path Alliance... couldn't possibly be so wary of Abbess Jingyi's face, could they?
Could they... be afraid of the Dao Immortal expert Xiaohua impersonated? Zhang Xiaohu guessed further. But even ordinary Misty Sect disciples know that the Dao Immortal expert did not act because of the grudge between the Righteous Path Alliance and the Misty Sect. He killed Ban Fugui in fury because of some Azure Flame Token! This news must have already reached the Righteous Path Alliance. Besides, Dao Immortal experts would not take part in martial conflicts, and the Righteous Path Alliance does not know that the Dao Immortal expert is Xiaohua. Why then... would they stay put? What a headache, what a headache!
Zhang Xiaohu rubbed his