A sea breeze suddenly rose, whipping his gray kasaya.
He did not look at Yue Hanshan. His gaze swept over the more than fifty thousand core Buddhist cultivators and one hundred thousand vassal cultivators of his own camp below, then turned toward the broken bodies of the Buddhist soldiers who had died on Golden Scale Island. His voice was low:
"Commissioner Yue, do you know how much of our sect's reserves this old monk mobilized for today? And how many monks died?"
As his words fell, he waved a hand, projecting a beam of Buddha Light—it revealed the expenditure of spirit stones, medicinal pills, Dharma artifacts, and vast quantities of Buddhist treasures used for healing and laying formations.
"The thirty thousand soldiers of the Vajra Demon-Subduing Army are elites our sect spent a century nurturing. In that battle alone, eight thousand were lost. The spirit stones and resources spent on months of deployment and rewards would have sustained a Nascent Soul sect's cultivation for decades."
"A few words from Sect Leader Qing and the circuit inspector, and we are to withdraw. Then what does the price our Vajra Zen Sect paid count for? What do our disciples who died in battle count for?"
Sharp breaths were drawn.
He was actually being this unyielding.
No one had expected Hui'an to dare question Yue Hanshan like this, giving him no face whatsoever-
This Nascent Soul peak circuit inspector of the Southeastern Circuit at Heavenly Abyss Pass held the power of life and death, commanded a million-strong Dao Army, and reportedly possessed two Rules Threads in his spear Dao rules!
Although he had not yet made it onto the Heavenly Gang Nascent Soul True Lord Ranking, he was not far off.
With a figure like this, Hui'an's actions were undoubtedly a slap straight