Hegemons Call-out System

When everyone in the hall heard Long Xuan's words, they all knew that this time, Long Xuan, the Junior Martial Uncle, was going to support the Bai Hua Country and no one objected to his decision. After all, all these years, the Bai Hua Country was the most loyal and mundane kingdom to his sect.

Long Xuan stood on the high platform, and said indifferently: "Alright, other than the Sect Leader and the few elders, the rest of you can carry out the Sect Leader's orders."

In the blink of an eye, everyone left the great hall, leaving only the few people on the stage behind. Long Xuan turned around to look at Sect Master Yuan Song and the few elders, then chuckled. "Sect Leader, the few Senior Brothers, Junior Brother might be leaving the sect soon."

Yuan Song and the few elders suddenly heard Long Xuan's words, and their expressions couldn't help but change, especially Yuan Song and Lei Yan, the two of them knew very well the meaning of Long Xuan's words to the entire Seven Peaks Mountain. If Long Xuan hadn't joined the Seven Peaks Mountain, maybe the current Seven Peaks Mountain would still be that unranked little sect of the past. It was at the critical moment, when they needed Long Xuan to take charge of the sect, that Long Xuan suddenly suggested to leave the sect. This decision of Long Xuan's was out of everyone's expectations.

Before Yuan Song even had the chance to speak, Lei Yan hurriedly said, "Little Junior Brother, what you're doing is …"

Seeing Lei Yan's anxious face, Long Xuan smiled slightly, and extended his hand to stop Lei Yan from continuing: "Senior Brother Lei, don't worry, let this little brother finish speaking."

After everyone heard Long Xuan, they could only look at him.

Yuan Song knew about his identity, he knew that Long Xuan had a lot of concerns, and after staying in the sect for the past few years, he had made things a little difficult for his junior master, so after hearing Long Xuan's words, he did not know what to say. On the other hand, after Lei Yan and the others heard Long Xuan's words, they all relaxed a little.

Hearing Lei Yan's words, Long Xuan nodded and smiled.

Yuan Song did not think too much, after all, every cultivator had relatives in the mortal world, and he himself had been busy handling his own matters. Thus, he nodded: "Junior Master, you can rest easy, as long as you are still in the cultivation world, there will be news about you soon."

Long Xuan also nodded with a smile. His main purpose of leaving the sect this time was to look for Long Cong and Ye Ziming, the two of them originally came to the cultivation world together with him, but after coming out of the secret realm, the three of them separated. Now, ten years had passed, but he himself did not have a single hint of news about the two of them.

Immediately, Long Xuan bowed to everyone. "Then, little brother will not bid farewell to all of you. After we leave this time, it might be a bit long, so I hope that everyone will take care of yourselves."

Long Xuan lightly nodded his head, and his figure slowly disappeared from the great hall. As Yuan Song and the others looked at the disappearing Long Xuan, their faces revealed expressions of reluctance. They looked at each other and then, their figures also disappeared from the great hall.

He had already appeared in a small city hundreds of miles away from the Seven Peak Mountain. He had been in the cultivation world for dozens of years and had always stayed in the Seven Peak Sect. Other than the last trip to the Central Region, he was also chased by the assassins of the Assassin's Alliance, so he was extremely unfamiliar with the cultivation world.

The current Long Xuan was dressed like a young master from a wealthy family. He found an inn in the city to stay at for the time, and since he did not have any destination, he could go anywhere and see what he was feeling, which made him feel extremely relaxed, as if he could travel across the entire cultivation world. His main purpose for staying in this small city was to gain more cultivators, so naturally, he would pay attention to these people.

In the third day that Long Xuan stayed in the small city, there were even more cultivators with higher cultivation in the small city. Amongst them, there were even cultivation experts from tribulation stage s, and they often traveled to and fro in groups of three to five deep mountains outside of the small city. Long Xuan did not make any movements, but only coldly watched the cultivators in the small city. But when a person appeared in his line of sight, Long Xuan could no longer remain indifferent, because the person who suddenly appeared was the Ye Ziming he had been searching for. Although it had been almost ten years, Long Xuan still recognized him with a single glance.

His hair was messy, and he had a beard on his face that looked as if it had not been repaired in a long time. It was clear that the other party had not done so for a very long time, and the lifeless look in his eyes revealed a hint of pain and despair, and his entire body gave off a deathly aura. At this moment, he was being escorted by two cultivators into the city, and there were a few sword cultivators flying around.

Long Xuan stood quietly in the middle of the crowd at the city gate entrance. Although he was furious in his heart, he seemed to become even calmer, and looked at the surrounding cultivators with a sinister gaze.