"Sect Master, did you really agree?" Lin Yan couldn't believe it, suspiciously saying, "You won't be playing some tricks, right?"
Lin Huan scoffed contemptuously, his superior gaze looking down on Lin Yan, "The Pill Room is isolated from the outside world; only by shutting down the Longevity Formation can I contact Su Wan outside."
"Good, Sect Master, that's decisive! If you've even shut down the Longevity Formation, what reason do I have not to trust you?" Lin Yan clapped his hands, his tone mocking.
The disciples loyal to Lin Huan immediately panicked, "Sect Master, you mustn't do this, once the Longevity Formation is shut down, we will be completely vulnerable."
"Exactly, you bring Miss Wan back, but that woman will still want to kill you."
"As your disciples, many of us are not the kind to fear death; I am willing to live and die with the Sect Master."
"We are willing to live and die with the Sect Master! Please retract your order!"
What those disciples truly cared about wasn't luring me back, but even if Lin Huan complied, Su Qiang would still kill him.
If they kept the Longevity Formation running and held their defenses, there would still be a glimmer of hope.
Lin Huan became solemn, "Enough, I won't easily change the decision I've made."
Having said this, he issued three Talisman Commands to Lin Yan.
The operation of the Longevity Formation inside the Pill Room relied on continuously produced Elixirs to maintain it.
Every hundred Elixirs could sustain it for one Shichen, which is two hours.
If relying on manpower, all the people here combined wouldn't be able to keep it running for a full day.
The consumption was enormous, hence I sketched out the scene using the Kin-seeking Clothes.
It was actually them continuously performing Alchemy, maintaining the Formation.
Lin Yan handed the three talismans, colored green, blue, and purple, to two others.
All three of them simultaneously stopped the whole Formation at their respective sections powered by Elixirs.
Instantly, a hundred luminous Elixirs suspended in the air all fell to the ground, the Spiritual Power fluctuations that pervaded the entire Pill Room vanished.
The Formation officially became inactive.
A hint of madness flickered in Lin Yan's eyes, then he subdued it and looked at Lin Huan, "Sect Master, forgive my impertinence, will you leave on your own, or shall we escort you out?"
"I can walk by myself." Lin Huan flung his sleeves and strode ahead confidently.
Though he was now destitute, the dignity of the Sect Master still lingered.
Even though Lin Yan and others had rebelled, they did not dare touch Lin Huan.
As Lin Huan held a sword gesture to his lips, his aged lips murmured a few phrases of the Formation, the dozen or so seal talismans on the grand wooden doors started to peel off.
Excited, Lin Yan and his group hurried after Lin Huan, waiting to exit with him.
My mother and a number of loyal and direct disciples of the Lin Family were utterly shocked.
They stared blankly at Lin Huan's retreating figure, faces filled with indescribable sorrow.
The sect's master had fallen into such a pathetic state, risking his life to protect the others in the sect; anyone unaware would think it was a time of turmoil.
In peace times, such shocking internal strife within a sect is truly hard to come by.
As the doors slowly opened at the push of Lin Huan's hands.
Su Qiang, sitting on a throne-like chair, gracefully stood.
She traced a smile across her lips, her fingers bedecked in water diamond nails lightly twirling the teacup she held, "Well, Lin Huan, how did this old turtle come out? Weren't you afraid of the Forbidden Woman's Thousand Corpses Formation? I thought I'd have to refine all of you tonight."
"I've agreed to your proposal, but everyone has been trapped here for four days, and all our phones are dead; I need a phone to contact Wanwan," Lin Huan said somberly as he walked out of the Pill Room, followed by a group of Lin Family Disciples.