Duan Yiwei's eyes grew brighter the more he listened.
He understood the Sect Master's meaning.
They still needed to eliminate that Yun Jin, but they couldn't openly do it, nor could it be done by their own hands.
They had to find someone else to act for them, and now, Yuehua Sect was a blade delivered straight to their doorstep!
"However, Sect Master," Duan Yiwei said, "if I only ask them to help once, I can probably still rely on the holy land's name to have some face. But if I ask them to eliminate Yun Jin, they may not necessarily listen to me."
"That is simple," Lin Xiao said calmly. "Just promise them some benefits. In three years, when sect ranks are reassessed, you may inform them that if they succeed, the position of first rank among the super sects will be given to them."
Duan Yiwei froze for a moment, "Sect Master, isn't this benefit a bit too much?"
This ranking wasn't merely a matter of pride, it directly determined future resource allocation.
First rank meant better disciples, and more resources. Yuehua Sect's original ranking was only average, suddenly letting them take first place, wasn't that too good a deal for them?
"It doesn't matter. Go and say it that way," Lin Xiao said. "You can take out the protective golden ring I gave you and give it to them as a token, so that they won't harbor doubts."
"This disciple understands," Duan Yiwei responded.
Lin Xiao nodded in satisfaction, "After it's done, remember to report back to me."
He had absolutely no intention of showing his face in this matter.
If it truly came to be investigated, it could only be traced to Duan Yiwei.
He would protect Duan Yiwei if possible. If not, then it could be considered Duan Yiwei making a contribution to the sect.
Duan Yiwei didn't know that his sect master had already planned to make him the scapegoat. The corners of his lips still held a pleased smile.
That Yun Jin had been so disrespectful to him, she had long earned a future of death. Now, with the sect master's planning added on, it's impossible for her to live.
This was the consequence of being disrespectful to Qingxiao Pavilion.
Duan Yiwei went to find Mu Lan. After a secret discussion, he followed Mu Lan directly to Yuehua Sect.
No one knew what was said between the two sides. When they returned, Yuehua Sect dispatched ten Mahayana Stage cultivators, ten Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivators, and ten Fusion Stage cultivators. This entire lineup followed Duan Yiwei to Lin City.
Watching these people depart.
Someone cautiously looked at Yuehua Sect's sect master.
"Sect Master, why do you think Qingxiao Pavilion is expending such great effort just to eliminate a little girl at Golden Core Stage?"
The Yuehua Sect Sect Master smiled faintly, "What Qingxiao Pavilion fears is not this little girl, but the legendary Wushuang Sect."
Wushuang Sect?
That person's gaze was somewhat confused.
The Yuehua Sect Sect Master had no intention of explaining further.
A thousand years ago, this sect was extremely mysterious. Many people of the present age had never even known of its existence.
Now that a thousand years had passed, even fewer people knew of this mysterious sect.
Unfortunately, he was one of them.
Back then, Wushuang Sect did not vie for dominance, nor did it compete in valor. The world rarely saw them take action.
Most people only knew of the four holy lands and did not know of Wushuang Sect.
But within the four holy lands, it was known that they were not invincible. Above them, there was always a mountain called Wushuang Sect pressing down.
Without lifting a hand, without making it known to the world, yet Wushuang Sect remained invincible.
Such a sect was too terrifying.
Now that Wushuang Sect wanted to revive, Yuehua Sect Sect Master asked himself, if he was someone from the four holy lands, he absolutely wouldn't be willing to allow it.
However, Wushuang Sect's destruction for the sake of the world did indeed carry the weight of great righteousness. Within the four holy lands, there were likely differing opinions, so in order to keep the opposing side from making trouble, they wanted to borrow a blade to kill.
Yuehua Sect had now become that borrowed blade.
If they killed Yun Jin, they might bear infamy, and might even be hypocritically suppressed for a period of time, but the Yuehua Sect Master believed that the grievances Yuehua Sect endured would definitely be compensated.
He firmly believed that.
Among the true upper echelons of the four holy lands, no one would want Wushuang Sect to rise again.
This time, Qingxiao Pavilion merely came forward, letting them act as the blade.
By becoming this blade, Yuehua Sect would become Qingxiao Pavilion's trusted subordinate, and the other three holy lands would also remember their contribution.
What they had to pay was nothing more than some bad reputation.
How could reputation compare to tangible benefits?
They would bear the bad name that the four holy lands did not want to bear.
In this way, it was equivalent to the holy lands owing them a favor.
As long as this matter succeeded, their Yuehua Sect would soar.
Looking at the people beside him who were still wearing confused expressions,
Yuehua Sect Sect Master couldn't help but feel that everyone else was drunk while he alone was sober.
With a Sect Master like him, Yuehua Sect was truly too fortunate.
Only he could comprehend this layer of meaning, and only he could find such a path to the heavens for Yuehua Sect.
When Yuehua Sect eventually took off, they would naturally understand his painstaking intentions.
"Your sect master has said that for now, you will all follow my command. Before Wushuang Sect's secret treasury opens, you are not to reveal any traces, and must fully assist Yun Jin in resolving the matter of Luo Hua Mountain. Understand?" Duan Yiwei's cultivation was the lowest among them, yet his tone was extremely impolite.
Several Mahayana cultivators frowned, clearly displeased, but recalling Duan Yiwei's status and their sect master's instructions, they could only forcibly endure it.
Forget it.
He's from a holy land and also a core disciple, they couldn't afford to offend him.
Seeing everyone nod, Duan Yiwei was finally satisfied.
A subtle smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Did Yun Jin know that her own proposal was about to build her own grave?
With such a lineup, once they made a move against her, how could she possibly survive?
Let her be tolerated for a few more days.
The day the secret treasury opened would be the day Yun Jin perished.
When Duan Yiwei returned with the group, three days had already passed.
During these three days.
Yun Jin had already told the people of Heavenly Sword Peak about the situation here.
Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister, those two, together with Yu Songnian, made three slots.
Ye Cheng didn't have much talent for combat. The secret realm was full of danger, so he wouldn't be brought along this time. Once she obtained the secret treasury, if anything suitable appeared, she could pass it on to this disciple later.
As for the last two slots.
Yun Jin thought about it and decided to have Gu Jinghong come as well.
She had never been entirely at ease with Gu Jinghong, but with the master–servant contract in place, she wasn't worried about him stirring up trouble.
She intended for Gu Jinghong to follow the path of talismans.
It was said that Wushuang Sect's secret treasury contained everything, she could see whether it's possible for him to go further on this path.
That left the final slot.
Yun Jin already had someone in mind.
She directly went out and paid a visit to Qin Ping.
Qin Ping seemed to be waiting for Yun Jin's arrival. For the past few days, he had stayed in Lin City and hadn't left.
When Yun Jin truly arrived, Qin Ping still felt a sense of relief wash over him.
His guess hadn't been wrong, it's finally here!