Kill with a borrowed knife?
Song Yan raised an eyebrow.
Hmm...
That would do, too.
Hidden killing intent was like a Heart Demon. Things lurking in the shadows like that always made Song Yan uncomfortable.
Better to see them clearly for himself. That would put his mind at ease.
"Elder Yang, I will naturally follow the arrangements."
Xu Ziqing said, "But as for Song Yan and the other disciples, whether they stay here or return to the sect with the two elders, we should still ask their own opinions."
He was right.
Like Xu Ziqing and Li Yi, Song Yan was now a disciple of Demon-Exorcising Peak and, by rights, came directly under the sect master's jurisdiction.
Song Yan had the right to choose his next course of action.
In truth, staying here to take part in settling accounts with the Hu Lineage would not take very long.
If, as the elders said, their collusion with Devil Cultivators was already nailed down, with evidence piled high as a mountain, then perhaps half a day would be enough.
Including such trifling matters as dividing up their resources, three days at most.
The Hu Lineage and the Yang Clan on Dragon Pool Mountain were both lineages attached to the Xuanyuan Sect. The lion's share of the spoils could never fall to the Dongyuan Sect.
Their share would probably be little more than a token gesture. Elder Xu Ziqing ought to have understood that.
Hearing this, Yang Wenxuan frowned and looked at Song Yan. "What is your opinion?"
A smile suddenly curled the corners of Song Yan's lips.
"This disciple will naturally obey."
He had already revealed that sword strike that day, yet Yang Wenxuan still believed he could kill him.
Yang Wenxuan could not enlist anyone at Golden Core.
Below Golden Core,