Inside Purple Cloud Peak.
Today is Lin Xuan's last sermon.
He finished his explanation as usual, then watched the group of disinterested disciples leave without saying a word, and departed calmly.
He recently gave a sermon at Purple Cloud Peak.
Not many people came to listen to his sermons.
Partly because what he taught was indeed just foundational, only mixed with some true insights into Sword Intent.
Another reason is that his strength at the Early Saint Realm made many disciples distrust him.
This fundamental distrust makes many disciples suspicious and unable to muster any patience.
For various reasons, not many people came to listen to his sermons.
Even fewer were able to persevere.
Lin Xuan didn't care.
He couldn't return to the Eastern Continent anytime soon. In the Central Continent, he was fulfilling his duties as the deputy Peak Master Peak Master.
but...
It's not that there are absolutely no people I need to care about.
only...
Lin Xuan's gaze swept lightly over each departing disciple, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.
One is missing.
It's normal for one or two people to be missing from every three or five people who come to hear his sermons. It's perfectly normal, even if ten or twenty people are missing at once.
However, the person who was missing was someone Lin Xuan had always paid attention to, and someone who was absolutely indispensable to him.
He was a young man.
Lin Xuan did not know his name.
He was very tall, but thin and looked dull. He came and went so many times, but he was always alone. No one accompanied him, and no one spoke to him.
But he was the most diligent.
Each time he preached, the meditation cushion he sat on had been cleaned and was very tidy, and it had also been scented with thorn grass.
No matter when Lin Xuan arrived, he could always see the tall, shadowy young man standing in the corner with just a glance.
Every single time.
Every single time.
He is never late.
Although he may not be the most perceptive or the most talented in Sword Dao, he was the most attentive when listening to the teachings.
Lin Xuan could also see that the young man did have some aptitude for Sword Dao, and he also had considerable patience and perseverance. He never lost focus, but listened attentively to the teachings and tried his best to understand them.
Even when encountering parts he didn't understand, the young man's eyes would look slightly lost, but he would quickly regain his composure and try his best to remember them.
This is all clearly visible.
Unlike others.
Not only did they not understand, but they also kept shaking their heads and laughing, with even a hint of disdain in their eyes.
But today, the young man didn't come either.
After everyone left, Lin Xuan's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, but he still shook his head helplessly.
Perhaps something came up that caused the delay.
Unfortunately, he doesn't plan to offer classes in the future, since he doesn't need the Contribution Points from the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect that this part brings.
Originally, he wanted to tell the young man that if he had any questions in the future, he could come to Ximu Peak to find him. Considering the young man's unwavering determination towards the Sword Dao, he was willing to answer his questions.
It seems now that we were destined to meet but not to be together.
So be it.
Lin Xuan shook his head.
Let's talk about it another time.
After tidying up briefly, he returned to Ximu Peak.
Nowadays, the number of disciples on Ximu Peak has increased. Although these disciples were initially very unwilling, they eventually came here. Since no other peak wanted them, they only complained a few times in private before settling down.
Otherwise, if they truly offended the elders and Peak Master of Ximu Peak, they would naturally know what their fate would be.
There aren't many fools among those who come to the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
After reporting on the recent affairs of Azure Wave City to the sect, He Qinglang successfully obtained the opportunity to remain in the sect, relinquishing his position as the Azure Wave City and handing it over to other sect disciples.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that his master is in seclusion and his junior sister is too willful, he's really worried.
Fortunately, this time, he didn't have to leave the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
All matters, large and small, on Ximu Peak are now decided by Lin Xuan and handled by He Qinglang.
Not long after Lin Xuan returned to Ximu Peak, He Qinglang came looking for him.
"What is it?" Lin Xuan asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.
He Qinglang pursed his lips and said, " Peak Master, disciples from other peaks have been assigned to our Ximu Peak, and they have already arrived."
"Recently, many disciples from other peaks have been assigned here... This is also the Supreme Elder's intention, striving for balance. Peak Master, do you think we should meet these new disciples?"
As he spoke, He Qinglang felt quite helpless.
Ximu Peak is truly down on his luck now.
They stuff all sorts of oddly shaped and cracked fruits into this place.
Other leaders say nice things, like balancing the numbers, but what's the reality?
They simply swept away all the "stubborn holdouts" and "old fogies" from their own peaks and replaced those old disciples who had no potential and no possibility of progress with the fresh blood that had just joined the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
Those who were replaced were all stuffed into Ximu Peak.
On the surface, the number of disciples in the twelve peaks is roughly the same now.
But in reality, the quality varies drastically.
It's simply indescribable.
Lin Xuan pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Very well, then I'll go see them."
With Feng Jingyu as an example, he wanted to see if there were any hidden gems among the other disciples of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect who were not wanted.
Moreover, Lin Xuan is a man of his word, and he never goes back on his word.
Since he promised to protect Ximu Peak Ximu Peak and prevent it from falling into ruin, he will certainly do his best.
Moreover, this is also one of his strengths.
He naturally took it to heart.
at the same time.
Outside the main hall of the Peak Master, a group of disciples thronged together.
They were basically all 'assigned' here a few days ago, but they haven't had the chance to meet the Peak Master yet.
Now, having received the summons from Elder He Qinglang, they have all come to the entrance of the main hall, ready to meet the Peak Master.
Many people looked gloomy, clearly knowing that the so-called allocation was nothing more than exile.
However, some people were quite nervous.
for example...
Lang Ping.
He had just arrived when the Peak Master summoned him, which filled him with a sense of urgency.
This sense of urgency even overshadowed his sadness at his original master... no, at Elder Liu for not wanting him.
At the same time, he also felt a bit regretful and sad.
So much has happened today.
By the time he came to his senses, he was already outside Ximu Peak.
He didn't even have time to attend that senior's final sermon!
What a pity...
If he had known it would turn out this way, he wouldn't have focused so much on cultivation. At the very least, he would have inquired about which peak the newly joined senior belonged to. Before, he was so engrossed in the senior's Sword Dao that he didn't pay much attention to anything else.
I had hoped to muster the courage to ask and seek advice this last time, but things have turned out this way.
well!
but...
I suppose that senior, being so powerful, must have come from the Three Swords Peak.
I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to hear my seniors preach again.