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Chapter 2088

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The old man looked like he was about to take his last breath at any moment, but his voice was as loud as a bell. It sounded weak, but his voice was loud enough to shake one's heart. His cultivation level was truly impressive.

Chu Li knew that his cultivation level was not as high as his.

If this old man's martial arts were not inferior to his, then in a real fight to the death, he might not be able to win.

It seemed that his cultivation level had not reached the highest level yet. He was only at the top of the martial arts world, but he would not be able to fight against these hidden old men.

After all, they had a long lifespan, and the accumulation of skills was unimaginable.

"It seems that Mystic Heart Sect does not want to play tricks this time. They want to use force," another old man said slowly. "Otherwise, they would not have used the Soul Separation Palm."

"Is this revenge for Mo Zhixuan's death?" another old man asked. "What should we do?"

"Of course, we kill them!" The trembling old man said slowly. "What is there to say? They are already here, how can we show weakness? Otherwise, everyone will kill our disciples!"

"Yes, we kill them!" The other seven old men nodded, their expressions serious.

Chu Li did not expect these trembling old men, who looked like they had one foot in the grave, to be so hot-blooded and full of fighting spirit. They were really different from ordinary old men.

If it was an ordinary old man, he would unknowingly be conservative. He would only want to protect what he had and not destroy it. He would live a peaceful life without any fighting spirit.

The trembling old man looked at Zhao Lingfeng.

Zhao Lingfeng stood in front of the basilica's window with his hands behind his back. He looked outside silently and did not say a word.

Everyone looked at Zhao Lingfeng.

He was the sect leader, and he had to make the decision on such a big matter. No matter how much the elders argued, they still had to listen to the sect leader. This was where the sect leader's authority lay, and also where the pressure was.

Chu Li could see Zhao Lingfeng's hesitation and struggle.

This matter seemed easy. It was Mystic Heart Sect's revenge.

As long as Flying Heaven Sect did not pursue the matter, it was likely that they would be even. If they stopped fighting, one of their top young disciples would die, and no one would owe each other anything.

Then, the two sects would not interfere with each other's business. If there was another conflict in the future, the grudge would be settled first.

In this way, the two sects wouldn't fall into a difficult situation. They could secretly nurture their young disciples to fight for their honor. In any case, people were already dead and couldn't be revived. They had already reincarnated.

If they pursued this matter and took revenge, the two sects would definitely go to war. Once a war broke out, the scale of the war would not be controllable. The two sects that were in a state of loss of control would definitely be hit by a third party or other forces. Taking advantage of the situation, it would be fine if the two sects suffered heavy losses, but there was even the worry of the sects being annihilated.

However, if they did not pursue the matter, there would be repercussions in the future. The Profound Heart Sect would feel that they had an opportunity to take advantage of, and they would push their luck. At that time, it would be hard to avoid a battle, and the other sects might even see their weakness and take advantage of it.

The choice was truly difficult to make immediately, and they needed to be extremely cautious. A single thought could lead to the destruction of the sect.

Chu Li shook his head. This was the Sect Leader's problem. As a disciple, he could only follow orders.

"Sect Master?" The trembling old man said in a deep voice, "Sect Master, do you still want to mind your own business?"

"Sigh …" Zhao Lingfeng sighed. "I really don't know if this is the right move. Will I become the eternal sinner of the sect?"

"Sect Master, if we're afraid of war, then the Flying Heaven Sect will be annihilated sooner or later!" The old man scoffed. "We have to put up a desperate fight. Whoever dares to provoke us, we'll fight them. We have nothing to lose!"

"That's too risky." Zhao Lingfeng shook his head with his hands behind his back. "This is not the right way."

"Sect Master, don't learn from those people from the Grandmaster Realm. They've lost their courage, and they only care about benefits all day long. Think about it, all the disciples in the sect have seen the cry of the crane. If we suppress it, they'll be very disappointed!" The old man took a deep breath and said slowly, "Morale should be boosted rather than lost. If this morale is extinguished, it'll be difficult to gather it again. In the future, when others come to us, we'll be like a plate of loose sand. We'll definitely lose, and the destruction of the sect will not be far away!"

Zhao Lingfeng nodded slowly, and his expression gradually became serious. "If that's the case, then let's start the war. We won't send out the ordinary disciples, but let the elders move first. We'll directly eliminate their young disciples!"

"Good idea!" The trembling old man chuckled. "This is the aura of a sect master. Let's cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. Let's see what future they have!"

"Let all the disciples return to the sect first." Zhao Lingfeng pondered. "Elder Jing, it's time to use the six hermit peaks."

"Yes, let the young disciples enter the hermit peaks." The old man nodded. "Let's take it slow, and don't let anyone find out. Wait until the disciples enter the hermit peaks, then we old men will move."

"I'm afraid that the Abstruse Heart Sect will be on guard." Zhao Lingfeng pondered. "Looks like we'll have to divert our attention."

"Then let's do something big." Elder Jing stretched out his trembling hand and touched his snow-white beard.

Chu Li then said, "Sect Master, Elder Jing, let me do it."

"Hmm …?" Elder Jing looked at Chu Li.

Of course, he saw Chu Li and knew him. Wu Yuansi was the youth champion, and even the future sect master candidate. As an elder, how could he not recognize him? However, because Chu Li's seniority was too low, he could not speak on such an occasion.

Chu Li said, "Sect Master, Elder Jing, I'll be able to attract their attention by leaving the sect."

"You …?" Elder Jing frowned.

Zhao Lingfeng said, "It's too dangerous."

Chu Li smiled. "Sect Master, don't worry. I met Murong Chou from the Sword Demon Sect when I went down the mountain. We've made an appointment to meet the people from the Abstruse Heart Sect. The two of us will be able to protect ourselves if we work together."

Zhao Lingfeng smiled. "The Sword Demon Sect?"

He was a little relieved. It was not easy to be on good terms with the disciples of the Sword Demon Sect. The disciples of the Sword Demon Sect were arrogant and domineering. They were unscrupulous and arrogant. They never took their peers seriously.

Chu Li said, "With Murong Chou's help, I can retreat unscathed. Moreover, as long as the disciples return to the hermit peaks, the elders will lend me a hand."

"Then you'll have to hold on until the disciples return," Elder Jing said. "Young man, are you confident?"

Chu Li slowly nodded. "I have no problem."

Elder Jing looked at Zhao Lingfeng and smiled. "Sect Master, Yuansi is really lucky. It seems that it's time to let him go out and experience the wind and rain."

"… Alright." Zhao Lingfeng slowly nodded. "If things go wrong, return to the sect immediately! … Hall Leader Hu. "

"Yes, Sect Master!" Hu Tianlai fist saluted.

Zhao Lingfeng said, "Give Yuansi a Void Breaching Pearl."

"Yes!" Hu Tianlai responded.

Zhao Lingfeng was satisfied. "The Abstruse Heart Sect is cunning. Don't be careless. Remember, your principle is to delay for a little more time, not to kill."

"Yes." Chu Li fist saluted solemnly.

"Go." Zhao Lingfeng waved his hand.

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