"Ah! No! Elder Sui, I was the same as you back then—I didn't believe him either! But later, the facts truly proved it. Sixian was utterly loyal to the sect, without a single false word! Elder Sui, please..."
"Enough, enough."
By this point, the old cultivator's brows already showed a trace of impatience. "Sixian, I know you wish to return to a post within the sect, but you also know that in the disaster of those years, you bear responsibility that cannot be shirked. Even if I were to plead for you personally, it would be of no use."
"When I learned today that you had come, I thought you had obtained some important intelligence from that Zhang Jin. I never expected it to be something like this."
"The former site of the Candle Shadow Sect in the Eastern Region—calling it a former site is generous. In truth, it has long existed in name only."
"That sect has been gone for over two hundred years. Our Xi Family dug three feet into the ground and turned the place inside out, hauling away even mineral veins no bigger than sesame seeds. By now, nothing remains but a patch of ruined land. What change could possibly arise there?"
"As for what you said about it possibly affecting the Bodhi Air Mountain Range, and even being connected to the demonic path—that is even more absurd. Sixian, don't tell me the demon scourge in the Northwest has frightened you out of your wits. Do you truly think those Demon Spawn would dare lay a hand on our Central Region?"
"Even if one Venerable Shuying has left, we still have nine authors holding the fort here!"
"I..."
An Sixian wanted to open his mouth and argue, but with the information he currently possessed, he truly