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Chapter 961

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"Since one can stab someone in the back, why must one insist on a head-on fight?"

"Wait a little longer. When this fellow is exhausted and at the end of its rope, Junior Brother can strike, and we can take it down with ease."

Listening to Venerable Hong's persuasion, Lin Potian slowly calmed down, though he spoke with a rather strange expression.

"Senior Brother, Master seemed to have taught us back then that as disciples of the Dao Yi Sect, we should always press forward..."

"Master also said that if you can use underhanded tactics, you should never do it openly. Why don't you mention that?"

Venerable Hong curled his lips and said speechlessly, then looked at the surrounding disciples and straightened his expression.

"Moreover, when there is a choice, I would rather consume more talismans and array discs than risk the lives of our disciples."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Potian was instantly filled with respect and nodded heavily at Venerable Hong.

He just didn't know that the sect's recent expenses were enormous, and over ninety percent of them were spent on the battlefield.

Especially with the battles involving disciples like those from the Divine Sword Peak, the sect kept records; the consumption of talismans, array discs, and elixirs was exactly ten times what it had been before.

It was also because Qi Xiong and the others hadn't returned to the sect yet, so this matter hadn't been dealt with, and Wu Shou was also having a massive headache over it.

Every time he looked at the talismans and array discs requested in Venerable Hong's letters, he felt like his head was splitting in two.

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