At this thought, Lan Dianzi glanced at Xiong Yi, whose expression had shifted and who was about to speak, then hurriedly volunteered first. Bowing, he said, "Master, this disciple learned of Star Moon Palace long ago, but I never had the chance to go. Now that Master has placed this opportunity before me, this disciple is truly excited. However, compared to Creation Sect's affairs, this disciple feels that my own opportunity is far less important than Creation Sect's development. Only if Creation Sect flourishes can this disciple gain more opportunities. Therefore, this disciple has decided... this disciple will give up this opportunity, relieve Master's worries, lead these disciples back to the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range, and resist the Immortal Palace's campaign!"
"Oh?" Xiao Hua was taken aback. He truly had a headache over the matter of returning this army of two hundred thousand, though it was not as serious as Lan Dianzi had made it sound. After all, there were high-level disciples among the two hundred thousand troops; with them present, nothing would go wrong. As for problems encountered along the way, Ying Bo alone was more than sufficient. Still, hearing that Lan Dianzi was willing to forsake his own opportunity to devote himself to Creation Sect filled him with delight. Smiling, he asked, "Lan Dianzi, have you truly decided this?"
"This disciple believes that not only does this disciple think so, but Senior Brother Xiong Yi likely thinks the same!" Lan Dianzi said respectfully. "After all, on the Cangxian Continent, we Daoist disciples have suffered humiliation at the hands of Confucian cultivators. It was truly no easy matter for Creation Sect of the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range to reach such a scale. None of us disciples wishes to see it vanish into nothing!"
"Indeed!" Xiong Yi also spoke up.