Three hours slipped by without anyone noticing. Just as everyone was offering suggestions and discussing matters, Zhang Qingxiao spoke. "Enough. I have benefited greatly from everyone's opinions today. So long as you are united in serving our Heavenly Demon Sect, that will be enough. Today's discussion ends here. Return tomorrow at noon." With that, regardless of their reactions, Zhang Qingxiao vanished. Everyone present rose at once, bowed again, and cried in unison, "We bid farewell to Sect Master Lord."
As the crowd dispersed, Ling Xuan walked over to Xing You's side and said with considerable self-satisfaction, "Brother Xing, you saw how pleased Sect Master Lord was with this humble elder brother's suggestion today, didn't you? I imagine he will soon send me out to wage war. When that time comes, I'll have to trouble Brother Xing to provide plenty of intelligence." He laughed loudly a few times and strode away.
Xing You appeared remarkably calm instead. He was not angered by Ling Xuan's words, merely muttered a few things under his breath, his face rippling with sinister intent, then walked off on his own. Yet all of this fell squarely into the eyes of certain attentive people.
After returning to his cave residence, Zhang Qingxiao was considering his next moves when a communication talisman suddenly flew in. He took it, glanced at it, and smiled. "Ye Yin, since you're here, there's no need to be so polite. Speak if you have something to say."
A cloud of black mist rose out of nowhere, and Ye Yin's figure gradually emerged. He bowed respectfully and said, "Ye Yin pays respects to Sect Master Lord."
Zhang Qingxiao laughed. Looking at Ye Yin's increasingly distinct figure, he said with a smile, "Ye Yin, why haven't you gone back to rest? What have you come