Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 543 - 413: Revere Me, Hong Yuan

The rain grew heavier and heavier. The PITTER-PATTER of the light rain, with the passage of time, turned into a CRASHING, torrential downpour. The sky was also dark. Though it was the pleasant morning hour, the sky stubbornly resembled deep night. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

In this silent environment, Ye Zhuyin, the second-in-command of the Mythical Sound Pavilion, leisurely wandered the Sect with a yellow oiled-paper umbrella in hand.

Ye Zhuyin was tall and slender with a gentle face, dressed in a purple robe. As she walked, a mood of melancholy seemed to emanate from her.

Yaoqin is a Great Dream Seed. If the Sect falls, how can she compete with other Great Dream Seeds?

Ye Zhuyin’s brow furrowed tightly as she sighed.

Worried to this degree, her white jade hand subconsciously gripped the umbrella handle tightly, causing slight cracks to appear in it.

Her strength was somewhat out of control!

Ye Zhuyin was worried that the Mythical Sound Pavilion would be destroyed by the Daxuan Dynasty, but she was even more concerned that her junior sister, Shang Yaoqin, would be implicated.

After all, the battle for Destiny was always a one-way ticket.

Throughout the generations, only one person could become a Saint or Emperor, carrying all the glory!

Those defeated Destiny Seeds would all fade away under the long blade of time, sorrowfully disappearing without a trace.

Atop a certain high tower’s splendid pavilion, Li Qiyuan, the Qinglu Commander, and Chen Hao, the Dragon Flame Army Master, stood shoulder to shoulder, watching Ye Zhuyin’s retreating figure.

However, at this moment, their expressions were also quite solemn.

The Dragon Flame Army Master, Chen Hao, slowly shifted his gaze from Ye Zhuyin to the brooding dark clouds above.

Chen Hao’s expression was somber. "Brother Qiyuan, in your view, once Hong Yuan arrives, could we truly join forces to deal with the West Dream Tiger? You must know, that West Dream Tiger is a Dream Tao Desolate Beast!"

"This is..." Li Qiyuan, the Qinglu Commander, hesitated. After all, the West Dream Tiger had caused them great panic and trouble in recent days.

However, Li Qiyuan recalled the evaluation of Hong Yuan made by his Sect’s Elder, the Breaking Army Sword Saint. He immediately nodded with conviction, "Of course!"

"Let’s hope so," Chen Hao said in a complex tone; his pride had been nearly shattered by the Daxuan Dynasty’s continual assaults.

「Two days later.」

The bi-monthly Sect Alliance meeting was held in the Sect’s Grand Hall of the Mythical Sound Pavilion.

Those attending the Sect Alliance meeting were none other than the Army Chiefs of their respective Sects and the widely renowned and extraordinarily skilled Martial Arts Heavenly Talents.

Present were Lin Bu Jing, the Phoenix Creek Army Master; Qiu Wuxi, the Mythical Sound Army Master; Li Qiyuan, the Qinglu Commander; Chen Hao, the Dragon Flame Army Master; Long Zhandu of Phoenix Creek Tutelage; and Ye Zhuyin of Mythical Sound True Transmission.

Any of these figures, by merely stomping their foot, could cause tremors through the Sect Alliance.

At this moment, they were deeply divided on how to respond to the Daxuan Dynasty’s offensive, especially on how to deal with the West Dream Tiger.

One faction wanted to gamble by launching an offensive. Upon the arrival of reinforcements, they would actively kill the Dream Tao Desolate Beast, the West Dream Tiger, and then counterattack the Daxuan Dynasty to reclaim lost territory.

This was the offensive faction, led by Lin Bu Jing and Qiu Wuxi.

The other faction wanted to hold their ground and wait for powerful reinforcements like Hong Yuan to arrive to continue the defense. They would only plan a counteroffensive when the Supreme Elders managed to capture a similar Dream Tao Desolate Beast.

This was the defensive faction, with Chen Hao, Li Qiyuan, and Ye Zhuyin as its primary proponents.

"Zhu Yin, the Daxuan Dynasty’s armies are already at our gates! If we don’t strike back now, the Sect will fall!" Qiu Wuxi said urgently to Ye Zhuyin, her heart racing.

She hoped to sway Ye Zhuyin to her side, as it would then be much easier to propose that their actions center around Lin Bu Jing.

"Great matters require calm, and one must believe that the present is not devoid of the wise and virtuous of old."

"Wuxi, like you, I don’t want the Sect to be breached by the Daxuan Dynasty. But that is precisely why we must hold our ground!"

Ye Zhuyin’s expression was frosty. She immediately stood from her seat, vehemently refuting Qiu Wuxi’s proposal.

Presently, the territories under attack from the various armies of the Daxuan Dynasty belonged to the Mythical Sound Pavilion.

And within the Mythical Sound Pavilion, Qiu Wuxi and Ye Zhuyin were the foremost and second-most important figures, respectively.

Hence, during the debate between these two and their attempts to formulate a plan, the Army Chiefs and True Transmissions from the other Overlord Sects mostly refrained from intervening, at most offering an occasional suggestion or two.

After about fifteen minutes.

The relentless debate between Qiu Wuxi and Ye Zhuyin reached an impasse, and they both fell silent.

They realized words alone would never convince the other.

Lin Bu Jing sighed softly. He glanced sideways at the empty main seat, his right hand clenching inside his broad Taoist robe.

The position of Alliance Hierarch has been vacant for a long time. Today, it should finally be settled.

Hong Yuan, heh-heh...

Lin Bu Jing’s lips curved up slightly, a trace of smugness flickering in his eyes.

He admitted that in terms of cultivation alone, he might be inferior to Hong Yuan. But when it came to power struggles and worldly wisdom, he was undoubtedly far superior to Hong Yuan!

With a seemingly nonchalant gesture, Lin Bu Jing tapped his armchair three times—TAP, TAP, TAP—producing three crisp sounds.

Qiu Wuxi, seated to his right, tensed momentarily, tilting her head slightly to give Lin Bu Jing an almost imperceptible nod.

The next moment, Qiu Wuxi parted her red lips and said coolly, "Without a head, the snake cannot go; without wings, the bird cannot fly."

"Having experienced the failures of Sects like the Four Seas Sect and the Wu Earth Sect, I believe this is because our Sect Alliance lacks a central pillar of leadership!"

"During this war against the Daxuan Dynasty, Brother Lin Bu Jing, the esteemed Phoenix Creek Army Master, has led the Phoenix Creek Army Group to numerous significant victories, earning great merit and repeatedly turning the tide..."