"It wasn't exactly that. It was just... what difference would there be between a Misty Sect without Misty Sect disciples and a Misty Hall with Misty Sect disciples?" Ou Yan replied.
"Heh heh, that is for this Cult to consider. Do you think you have any control over it?" Abbess Jingyi sneered. "Let this Cult ask you one more thing: if... you are unwilling to rebuild the Misty Sect, then consider it as though this Cult never summoned you here today!"
Circumstances were stronger than people. Though Ou Yan's heart soared higher than the heavens, her fate was still thinner than paper. Now that she was beneath another's eaves, how could she avoid bowing her head?
After pondering for a moment, Ou Yan nodded. "If Abbess insists on rebuilding it, then this little woman will offer her utmost support!"
"Good!" Abbess Jingyi clapped her hands. "Worthy indeed of being Ou Peng's younger sister—able to take things up and set them down. A heroine who yields nothing to any man!"
"You flatter me, Abbess. Please continue!"
"Very well, wait a moment." Abbess Jingyi waved her hand again. "Where is Ming Qing?"
"This disciple is here!" Ming Qing shouted as he entered from outside the hall, bowed, and saluted. "Greetings, Cult Master!"
"Good. Have you completed the task this Cult assigned you?"
"Reporting to Cult Master, the time was too short. Although those Wuming Hall disciples possess some foundation in martial arts, they are... still somewhat short of what Cult Master required. This disciple... has failed Cult Master's trust."
"No matter. This Cult had not expected the sect-protecting grand formation to open wide at this time. The time given to you was originally meant to be when the restrictions loosened next time. This is not your fault. Now... judging by what you