Leader Hong’s eyes narrowed, and he glanced over at Liu Qianjue, a little suspicious. Leader Hong had no idea about what sort of relationship might exist between Lu Yin and the Sword Sect. Could the Sword Sect be behind Lu Yin? No—Leader Hong instantly rejected that possibility. If the Sword Sect was behind Lu Yin, then Lu Yin’s situation would have been much better as the Sword Sect would have never agreed to The Purge in the first place. Since Liu Qianjue had already agreed to the plan, this was obviously not the case.
The next moment, another screen appeared, and it showed a woman in white armor with long hair, but with her features were hidden.
Upon seeing her outfit, Lu Yin instantly realized that this person as someone from the Lingling clan.
“Senior Liu, did you need me for something?” the woman asked. She had a soft voice, but there was a hint of coldness to it, though it was still very pleasant to hear. She was Ling Qiu, the Lingling clan’s matriarch.
Liu Qianjue casually responded, “Just wait a moment.”
Ling Qiu frowned. If Leader Hong possessed both respect and awe for Liu Qianjue, then Ling Qiu merely respected the master of the Sword Sect. She had no fear of the man or his sect; her Lingling clan was not the Blaze Realm.
“Huh? Lu Yin?” Ling Qiu commented in surprise.
Lu Yin was not surprised that the woman had recognized him, and he calmly replied, “This junior is Lu Yin, and you must be the Lingling clan’s matriarch.”
Ling Qiu was surprised to see Lu Yin. “Why are you at the Sword Sect?”
She looked over at Liu Qianjue. “What sort of relationship is there between you two?”
Liu Qianjue replied, “We’ll talk once everyone has gathered.”
Ling Qiu was dissatisfied, but she said nothing further. She looked over at Leader Hong, who smiled and nodded to the matriarch.
Ling Qiu did not care about Leader Hong. In her eyes, the master of the Blaze Realm was not as important as Lu Yin. Although Leader Hong acted like he led Blazing Mist Flowzone’s three powers, the truth was that he only postured and made small moves.
Leader Hong’s eyes grew cold, but he did not speak.
The next person to appear was a lanky old man.
Upon seeing the old man, Liu Qianjue’s attitude grew much more serious. This old man was the master of Chaosgod Mountain, Cang Zhou.
“What has caused Sect Master Liu to contact me at Chaosgod Mountain?” the old man asked in a strange tone. “Are there any changes to The Purge?”
Lu Yin’s heart leaped, and he listened carefully.
Liu Qianjue replied, “There’s a junior who wishes to speak with you. Let’s talk about this once everyone arrives.”
Cang Zhou’s eyes fell onto Lu Yin. “You look familiar. Little guy, who are you?”
Lu Yin smiled lightly. “This junior is Lu Yin.”
Cang Zhou was caught off guard. “I remember you. You’re Lu Yin, the Arbiter who replaced that Nightking Zhenwu and is the leader of the Great Easter Alliance in the Outerverse. How interesting to see that you’re in the Sword Sect. So you’re already aware of The Purge?”
“Let’s talk once everyone arrives. Isn’t it rather tiring to repeat everything for each person?” Liu Qianjue commented.
Cang Zhou sneered, “I’ve never grown tired of cultivating in Chaosgod Mountain, and I only do what I wish to do.”
Liu Qianjue no longer spoke.
Cang Zhou looked back at Lu Yin. “Little guy, what are you doing in the Sword Sect? Did you persuade their sect master to help your Great Eastern Alliance? What did you promise them?”
Lu Yin answered, “Senior, please wait.”
Cang Zhou snorted coldly. “I don’t like to wait. I’m an old man.”
From her own screen, Ling Qiu indifferently said, “His status as the master of the Outerverse is enough for you to wait for him.”
Cang Zhou was unhappy to hear this response, and his eyes snapped over to Ling Qiu. “Girl, why are you talking to your senior? You were still dreaming of your first crush when this old man was roaming the universe.”
Lu Yin’s eye twitched, as those words were quite overbearing.
Ling Qiu glared at Cang Zhou. “I have no respect for the elderly, as they will just die eventually.”
Cang Zhou laughed.
At this time, another screen appeared. However, it did not show a person, but rather a mountain.
Lu Yin was stunned. A mountain? Could a mountain actually use a gadget?
“It’s so lively. Everyone’s here,” the mountain said.
Lu Yin was shocked. Yes, the mountain had spoken. The mountain could actually speak. What the hell was going on?
Liu Qianjue seemed to notice Lu Yin’s confusion, and he quietly said, “This is the tamed beast of the master of Beast Tamers Flowzone’s Divine Hall, Bai Wanshan. He is the guardian of the mountain.”
How did that work? Lu Yin was confused.
“Senior Liu, why did you call for me?” Bai Wanshan asked.
To the side, Cang Zhou was still fighting with Ling Qiu.
Ling Qiu was unable to win the argument against the old man, and she ended the argument by saying, “Old bastard.”
Cang Zhou laughed arrogantly, acting as though he had won the fight. His strength made it clear that Ling Qiu was absolutely not the old man’s opponent, as there was not merely a single generation of difference between the two leaders.
Liu Qianjue grew dissatisfied. “Alright, stop arguing. The Wen family is about to join.”
He then turned to the mountain. “Wait for a bit, and we will discuss things once everyone joins.”
The mountain seemed rather straightforward and did not speak.
Cang Zhou twitched the most out of those gathered. Still, it was clear that his status was just as high as Liu Qianjue’s while the others were all his juniors.
Soon, another screen appeared, and it revealed an old man with a broom. “Senior Liu, what are your orders?”
This old man was Wen Zizai, the Wen family’s patriarch.
Lu Yin realized that the masters of the eight great flowzones were not necessarily dignified experts, and actually, the more powerful the person, the more inconspicuous they tended to become.