Liu Zixiao considered going along with this, as there were no alternatives.
After all, the conditions that the Cyan Mountain Sect could offer, other Immortal Sects could match.
The Cyan Mountain Sect had no advantages at all.
Of course, such matters were not for her to decide; she still needed to seek the Saintess Su Xiyue's consent.
Thinking about the Saintess's temperament, Liu Zixiao couldn't help but feel worried.
Usually, even during sect gatherings, Su Xiyue wouldn't show up. Now, expecting her to attend something like the Talent Exhibition seemed even more unlikely.
She would most likely refuse outright.
But with things as they were, Liu Zixiao could only try, since all of this was for the sake of the sect.
Entering Su Xiyue's tranquil and elegant chamber, she found her not meditating, but standing silently by the window, lost in thought towards the direction of the Cyan Mountain Sect.
This scene brought a trace of confusion to Liu Zixiao's eyes.
