Inside the Blackstone Monastery.
Elders Yu Wen and Xu Juefang were feeling increasingly uneasy.
By all logic, it seemed absurd to offend another sect over the deaths of a few insignificant disciples. Anyone with a shred of sense wouldnât escalate matters like this.
Yet, despite knowing this, both of them had been inexplicably anxious for days.
If only we hadnât taken that Soul-Attracting Grass! they thought. But now, it was too late for regret. They had stolen the herb and killed the disciples. Nothing could change that. So why dwell on it?
Trying to shake off his unease, Yu Wen abruptly stood up and said gruffly, âEnough! Stop overthinking! If Heavenly Dragon Cliff seeks revenge, thereâs nothing we can do to stop it anyway. Besides, weâre so far apartâthereâs no way theyâd actually come here!â@@novelbin@@
The words had barely left his mouth when the monasteryâs alarm bells rang out nine timesâa signal of an attack.