"Qin Jian had been slain, and the sword cultivators at the Flowing Ice Valley spirit stone mine had also suffered considerable losses. The swordsmen certainly would not pursue us!" Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Li Zongbao said again, "This one and the two Junior Brothers Xiao will not remain here any longer! These ten thousand disciples will be entrusted to you three junior brothers. When matters arise, discuss them thoroughly; do not act on impulse!"
"Yes, we understand!" Ye Bei glanced at the other two and said with an ingratiating smile, "Senior Brother Li need not worry. Since the Council Hall has further arrangements, they certainly will not leave us waiting here for long! Besides, Senior Brother Li and the two Senior Brothers Xiao carry the lingering might of having slain Qin Jian. Even if you are not here, those sword cultivators would never dare come attack!"
"Mm, that is true. Junior Brother Ye's words are indeed reasonable!" Recalling how Xiao Hua had stood above Flowing Ice Valley and sent the gathered sword cultivators scurrying away like rats, Li Zongbao knew that once the three of them left, the swordsmen would not know it and certainly would not dare attack. He nodded. "Since that is so, we shall return to Xuntian City. You must all be careful!"
"Yes, we respectfully see off the three senior brothers!" The three late Foundation Establishment elders all had white hair and beards, yet before the three men who could slay Qin Jian, they still did not dare show the slightest negligence. They bowed deeply in farewell.
Watching the three rise into the air and fly away, the cultivators' eyes were full of envy. Yet at the same time, the sense of security they had just gained began to ebb away once more.
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