Qin Chuan was not Rong Zhuo's disciple.
In recent years, Rong Zhuo has been traveling extensively and has long since stopped accepting disciples.
However, because Qin Chuan was exceptionally outstanding, Rong Zhuo would always offer him some guidance when he returned to the sect.
Over time, everyone accepted that Qin Chuan was not Elder Qian's disciple, but Rong Zhuo's apprentice.
The master and disciple had an excellent relationship, and Qin Chuan also greatly respected Rong Zhuo, the sect leader.
However, seeing his hurried steps and anxious movements as he rushed back to the tea room, he couldn't help but frown.
"Sect Master, there is something I would like to tell you."
Rong Zhuo had just taken two steps forward when he heard this, and a look of helplessness appeared between his brows and eyes.
Knowing that Xuanming was still in the tea room, Sheng Ning and the other two drank the tea and would not wake up for a while.
He finally stopped and turned to look at Qin Chuan. "Speak."
After Qin Chuan was nearly killed by Sheng Ning's rocket launcher, he changed drastically, becoming more taciturn and aloof than before.
Xi Zhen and the others were already afraid of this senior brother.
After his experience in the Northern Region, he avoided him like the plague.
His emotions were building up, especially after hearing about the events in Youyun City, which left him even more puzzled.
"Sect Master, Youyun City is located at the foot of Taixu Sect Mountain. Why didn't Taixu Sect intervene when the Demon Clan invaded?"
"And also, Shi Yueyao, she..."
Upon hearing this, Rong Zhuo sensed a hint of displeasure in his words.
His expression remained impassive, but his inner impatience was even stronger.
He raised his hand and stroked his long beard, then sighed, "Chuan'er, I watched you grow up, so you're practically my disciple."
Qin Chuan immediately clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "This disciple dares not."
A warm, large hand landed on his shoulder. Qin Chuan felt two pats on his shoulder and then heard Rong Zhuo's voice again.
“You are young, but even so, you should be able to clearly feel the economic downturn across the entire continent.”
"Especially in recent years, due to the impending collapse of the Heavenly Pillar, the mainland has been suppressed, and its resources have become increasingly scarce."
"The Taixu Sect is not as prosperous as it appears on the surface. I have been trying to find a way to remedy this situation all these years, but I haven't been able to..."
"As for the Shi Yueyao you mentioned, who is she?"
During this time, Qin Chuan led the disciples of the Taixu Sect to the Northern Region for training, and only then did he realize how scarce resources were on the continent.
Although resources in the northern region are becoming increasingly scarce, they are far less alarming than those on the mainland.
Unexpectedly, although the sect leader has been traveling around these years, he has not underestimated the development of the Taixu Sect.
Presumably due to the scarcity of resources, the disciples of the Taixu Sect are far less powerful than those of the Demon Clan.
In order to protect the sect's disciples, the sect leader did not send them forward to their deaths.
And there's Shi Yueyao...
His already hunched body bent even more severely at the waist.
Qin Chuan's scarred face showed guilt. "It was my ignorance, I hope the sect leader will forgive me."
Rong Zhuo waved his hand with a smile, "It's a good thing that you care about the common people. By the way, your cultivation has now reached the perfect stage of Integration. What's wrong? Didn't you find an opportunity to break through after your trip to the Northern Region?"
Qin Chuan's cultivation level suddenly increased after he was bombarded by rockets and lay in bed for several months.
He had spent several months training in the northern region, so he should have broken through to a higher level by now.
Shaking his head, Qin Chuan tightened his fists, saying, "This disciple is ignorant."
Rong Zhuo was not bothered by this.
His kind face still wore a smiling expression. "It's alright, I believe you will be able to break through soon."
"The pillar of heaven is about to collapse, Chuan'er. The future of the Taixu Sect will fall on your shoulders."
"This disciple dares not."
Seeing that his disciples were becoming increasingly rigid compared to before, Rong Zhuo's expression softened slightly.
He withdrew his hand from his shoulder and glanced at the teahouse not far away. "Alright, I have important matters to discuss with Young Friend Sheng and the others. If you have nothing else, you may return now."
"I've heard that you have a good relationship with young friend Sheng. I will personally arrange accommodations for them, so don't worry."
Qin Chuan shook his head, still repeating the same phrase, "I dare not."
When he saw Rong Zhuo about to continue towards the tea room, he frowned and called out to stop him again, "Sect Master!"
With his back to him, Rong Zhuo's impatience was almost palpable.
But as he turned around, he still had that smiling look on his face. "What's wrong?"
“Sheng Ning is a good person. He must have something important to tell you, Sect Master.”
"If... if it is within our power, we hope that the sect leader can lend them a hand."
I never expected Qin Chuan to say something like that to me.
Rong Zhuo looked surprised upon hearing this, but then he smiled and nodded again, "Of course!"
"This world belongs to all living beings. Saving all living beings is saving oneself. What reason do I have not to lend a helping hand?"
With Rong Zhuo's nod, Qin Chuan, though still somewhat flustered, breathed a sigh of relief.
After bowing deeply to the other party with clasped hands in thanks, Qin Chuan walked out of the courtyard, gripping his longsword.
The moment the courtyard gate closed, Rong Zhuo finally withdrew his smiling gaze.
He glanced down at his outstretched palm and saw the ancient ice dagger within. His smile deepened.
Unlike his previous gentle and kind demeanor towards Qin Chuan.
If Qin Chuan were still in the courtyard at this moment, seeing the smile on his face, he would definitely think that he was possessed by an evil spirit.
How could such a chilling and terrifying smile possibly appear on the face of Rong Zhuo, who was supposed to be helping the people?
Gripping the dagger tightly again, Rong Zhuo smiled and pushed open the tea room door. Only after entering the tea room did he realize that something was wrong.
"Xuanming? Lord Demon Lord?"
A deep voice echoed in the tea room.
Since the tea room is not very large, you can see the entire room at a glance, and it is almost impossible to hide anyone here.
Rong Zhuo arrived at the only set of cabinets in the tea room.
The cabinet wasn't big, but it was still just big enough to hide one person.
However, given Xuanming's status, even if he encountered danger, it would be impossible for him to hide in a closet.
Reaching out and pulling open the cabinet door, Rong Zhuo saw that it was empty. He first breathed a sigh of relief, then his heart pounded even higher.
He had set up a barrier around the entire courtyard, so he could detect any outsiders who approached immediately.
He even set up a barrier outside the tea room.
If an intruder had come earlier, he would have noticed it immediately.
But no.
If there were no intruders, how did Xuanming disappear right under his nose?
With his brows furrowed into a deep frown, Rong Zhuo walked back to the tea table.
His gaze fell on Sheng Ning and the other two, and finally he realized that something was wrong in the tea room.
Even though it was only a tiny bit, he still sensed a faint dragon's breath in the air.
Dragons have not appeared in the world for hundreds or thousands of years, so how could dragon breath appear in his courtyard?
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