The next day.

Lin Xiuyuan stayed quietly in the tent, concentrating on making talismans.

He knew that his disciples had gathered today and would come to a conclusion.

But this did not affect him in the slightest. His mind was free of distractions, clear and serene. His hand holding the brush steadily outlined the runes, which landed on the talisman paper.

Regardless of the outcome, he needs enough of the three perfect-grade low-level spirit talismans to disrupt the Ghost Spirit Sect's formation, or... to protect himself.

"Senior Brother Lin, the results are in, and as expected, hahaha, you will once again take charge of the base's affairs to implement your proposed plan..."

"Hehe, guess whose credit this is..."

Before you see him, you hear his voice.

Words rolled one after another as Zhong Jiajia burst into the tent, looking at Lin Xiuyuan with excitement.

However, all that enthusiasm was misplaced.

Zhong Jiajia looked up with a warm smile, but Lin Xiuyuan didn't even glance at her, as if he didn't know... or rather, he didn't care about Zhong Jiajia's arrival.

He remained focused and quiet while creating the talisman.

Zhong Jiajia's smile froze, feeling as if something was stuck in her throat, causing her great discomfort...

But he didn't dare to go forward and disturb them, so he could only sit aside sullenly and wait for Lin Xiuyuan to finish making the talisman.

The atmosphere was tranquil, with faint spiritual energy ripples gathering and dispersing around Lin Xiuyuan, like the softest light in the morning sun, gently brushing against his hair and clothes, coating him with a mysterious and extraordinary radiance.

It was as if some mysterious force collided within Lin Xiuyuan's body, gradually sublimating into a profound mystery, which he then interpreted and manifested on the talisman paper.

This evokes a sense of mystery.

The focused expression on his face revealed a tranquility that transcended the mundane world. That composure could not be easily imitated by the passage of time; it seemed to stem from a profound understanding and reverence for the ultimate truths of the universe.

This adds a touch of mystery to the eyes of onlookers.

They looked so devout, it was dazzling and mesmerizing, and you were unconsciously drawn in.

Zhong Jiajia couldn't take her eyes off it, and a strange feeling seemed to rise in her heart.

Zhong Jiajia admitted that although Lin Xiuyuan's appearance was ordinary, he exuded a unique charm in this situation, which made Zhong Jiajia's heart skip a beat and feel a little flutter.

This fluttering feeling was perhaps due to a sense of security from the past, or something inexplicably stirred by this unique setting, or perhaps a combination of both that triggered this strange feeling.

Zhong Jiajia clearly sensed the strange feeling in her heart, and a blush involuntarily rose on her face. Seemingly annoyed, she quickly looked away, silently cursing in her heart:

"Pah, how could I have such a thought? Oh, right, you can't judge a book by its cover. People who aren't good-looking usually have some special talent. I was just a little moved by his 'talent'..."

Less than half an hour later.

The gathering and dispersing spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to slowly dissipate, and the 'radiance' around Lin Xiuyuan faded and disappeared.

Lin Xiuyuan put away the talisman brush, picked up the Heavenly Wind Talisman on the table, and examined it carefully.

After a moment, Lin Xiuyuan nodded in satisfaction and put it into his Qiankun bag.

Then, he turned to look at Zhong Jiajia and said, "Let's go!"

Lin Xiuyuan called out and walked out of the tent.

"Huh? Where are you going!"

Zhong Jiajia's face was filled with excitement again, but she was taken aback when she heard this.

"Didn't they say they had already agreed to my plan? Time waits for no one, and the great formation can't hold out for long, so we naturally need to make arrangements as soon as possible."

Lin Xiuyuan said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Jiajia rolled her eyes, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

In the end, she didn't say anything, just pursed her lips, glared at Lin Xiuyuan's back, and quickly followed.

On the way to the main camp.

Unable to contain herself, Zhong Jiajia recounted the day's discussions to him, seemingly with a hint of wanting credit.

Lin Xiuyuan listened slowly, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

I originally thought that with Fang Lian's side causing obstacles, things wouldn't go very smoothly.

But according to Zhong Jiajia, the situation was surprisingly one-sided, with over 70% of the disciples supporting his proposal...

This was indeed a bit of a surprise to Lin Xiuyuan.

Although his proposal could prevent most people from becoming pawns, it should theoretically garner considerable public support.

However, the risks involved are even greater.

After all, they were facing the Ghost Spirit Sect. Trying to disrupt the enemy's formation by going out into battle seemed like a pipe dream, or even a fantasy.

Once the last wave of elite troops is lost, there will be no capital left for a final gamble. This base will be completely wiped out, and all gains will become someone else's spoils of war.

Therefore, Lin Xiuyuan was somewhat surprised that the development of this matter would overwhelmingly support him.

But as I listened to Zhong Jiajia's next words, I finally understood where the smug look on her face came from.

It turns out that Zhong Jiajia had been spreading rumors early in the morning, indirectly highlighting his combat strength. Moreover, in yesterday's battle, he overwhelmed Fang Lian in just two or three rounds, which rekindled the hopes of countless disciples who had become numb and despaired, and their confidence in him inevitably continued to rise.

That's how they got overwhelming support.

"In that case, whether from the perspective of our stance or our own interests, we must fight this with all our might, we must risk everything..."

Lin Xiuyuan muttered to himself before leading Zhong Jiajia into the main tent.

Aside from Fang Lian, Liu Yuan, and Wang Xiangyang, there were also some elite disciples. Most of them were from the Yunmai and Xuanfeng Sects, totaling about ten people.

The other disciples were still responsible for maintaining the formation, so after briefly expressing their opinions, they returned to their respective positions.

Moreover, in reality, there are probably only a few people who are actually capable of fighting.

Some of the elite disciples guarding the garrison were ambushed and killed by the Ghost Spirit Sect while patrolling outside, while others were sent out earlier to send a message to the main force, but their life tablets were all broken!

Most of the disciples in the camp are from the Xuanmai lineage and are not very good at combat. Among them, only a few are proficient in combat techniques, and they are all from here.

It can be said that only this group of people remains who are capable of fighting.

Less than twenty...

This is why Liu Yuan and Wang Xiangyang were hesitant to make a decision. Although they had confidence in Lin Xiuyuan, they were unable to make a decision and needed to establish the matter through a majority vote.

Because the disparity in combat strength is simply too great...

Therefore, one can imagine the immense dangers that this plan will face!