Under these circumstances, it was inconvenient for Lu Min to follow along. However, he would not be in any danger staying at Long Sword Mountain now, and the Long Sword Mountain cultivators presumably would not do anything to him. So although it was somewhat awkward, he still entered the Long Sword Mountain gates together with the Long Sword Mountain cultivators.
Just as Long Sword Mountain Sect Leader True Man Rong Yun had ordered, the Long Sword Mountain cultivators immediately had Ji Qian's disciples return to their respective peaks and cultivate behind closed doors. In truth, the entire branch had been placed under house arrest.
Outside, Ji Yuan and Xiezhi gave chase at the front. Rong Yun and Long Sword Mountain's six Transmission Elders, whose cultivation was likewise far from shallow, had fallen behind by a moment, but they could still see Ji Yuan's escaping light ahead and sense the remnants of Ji Qian's aura.
"This man's Sword Escape is quite fast, but we'll catch him sooner or later. What about the people behind us?"
Xiezhi had no need to worry about the pursuit; Ji Yuan would naturally carry him along. What concerned him more were the Long Sword Mountain people chasing after them.
"They are all intelligent people. Right and wrong no longer need much explanation. At most, Long Sword Mountain's people will have complicated feelings, but they will never help Ji Qian deal with us."
"That's good. I'll leave it to you."
After Xiezhi said this, Ji Yuan shook his head and took his Wolf Hair Brush from his sleeve.
"Whether we can stop him will still depend on Fellow Daoist Rong Yun."
Another golden sheet of paper drifted from Ji Yuan's sleeve. This sheet had once borne spirit script akin to an imperial decree, stirring up the War