Not long after Xuan Xi and the others finished writing,
Li Xiake brought Xie Wenting and the others into the reception hall.
Seeing how sorry they were, First Elder Zhou Wendong went forward in shock.
"Sect Master, Chancellor, what's wrong?"
Xie Wenting smiled bitterly. "The patriarch had just come out of seclusion when he encountered his senior brother coming to fight for the cultivation technique."
"It's not convenient to explain in detail. In short, it's all thanks to the Literary Saint's help. Otherwise, we probably would have died today!"
After he finished speaking, Jiang Jiubai, Shen Yakang, and the others nodded silently.
Just now, after Lin Xuan went out, they also felt a majestic sword energy descend.
The sharpness of that sword energy had already exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.
Even literary quasi-Saints like Jiang Jiubai and Shen Yakang felt rather terrified.
