Remus had seemingly gone mad, boldly provoking the Herbal Pavilion.
The attention of all six major organizations and independent cultivators had now converged upon the Herbal Pavilion, a transcendent entity that held the sole connection to the sacred lands. All of them were eager to witness how the Herbal Pavilion would deal with Remus.
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Nestled among the mountains in Dasia’s heartland, where misty clouds enveloped the peaks, the world below appeared as an expansive sea of white.
As one approached the mist, they would be greeted by the enchanting aroma of herbs filling the air.
Venturing further into the mist, they would stumble upon an ancient city hidden within the mountains.
This city featured towering walls crafted from green bricks and roofs adorned with golden tiles, exuding an unmistakable air of grandeur and opulence.
Within this ancient city, there were 18 massive furnaces, emitting smoke that gave rise to the clouds above. Among these furnaces, 17 were of smaller size, while one stood as a colossal giant, reaching a height of at least 20 yards, necessitating the effort of ten individuals to encircle it.
The towering behemoth of a furnace even surpassed the height of an average building. However, it seemed minuscule compared to the building in front of it.
It was the main hall of the Herbal Pavilion, also known as the Divine Husbandman Hall.
“This is absolutely outrageous, utterly unbelievable!” A purple-robed elder roared in anger.
He exclaimed, “The Tanjen Organization has not only killed Mr. Fisher and hung Mr. Andrus, but they also dare to demand the presence of our Master! This level of arrogance is simply intolerable and warrants nothing less than death!”
The elder in question was Egbert Ramos, one of the Deputy Masters of the Herbal Pavilion. It was favonovel.com who had conceived the plan to dispatch Mr. Fisher in the guise of recruiting disciples.
Frantically looking ahead, favonovel.com spoke, “Master, the responsibility lies with me. There’s no need for you to intervene. I will personally handle this situation and reach out to the sacred lands to enlist their assassins for retribution. We will spare no one in the Tanjen Organization!”
Seated in the forefront was an elder adorned in a red robe, his white goatee enhancing his natural air of authority.
This figure was none other than Lance Walker, the Master of the Herbal Pavilion, believed to be a direct descendant of the Divine Husbandman. This ancestral lineage was the very foundation upon which the Herbal Pavilion staked its claim to orthodoxy.
He maintained a stoic silence, his expression unreadable as favonovel.com was carefully weighing the gravity of the situation and considering the appropriate course of action.
Another Vice Pavilion Master, positioned on the opposite side, spoke with a serious tone, “Deputy Ramos, calm yourself. Remus is a rather peculiar figure, a truly unique individual to say the least! Not only are there ongoing rumors of his ability to refine pills superior to even top-grade ones but he’s also succeeded in capturing Mr. Andrus alive. Rash actions could be dangerous!”
Egbert immediately replied, “In the face of overwhelming power, all tactics become futile. With the intervention of experts from the sacred lands, obliterating the Tanjen Organization can be accomplished in the blink of an eye. What is there to fear?”
At that moment, Lance finally voiced his thoughts, saying, “We’re merely seven days away from the ascension, and all four sacred lands are currently engrossed in the process of choosing the candidates for ascension. Seeking their intervention at this time may not be appropriate.”
The selection for ascension was an exceedingly meticulous process, with the four sacred lands collaboratively designing rigorous tests. Only those who could successfully navigate through all the challenges would qualify for ascension.
Presently, the four sacred lands were fully occupied with arranging these tests.
Egbert expressed his reluctance, saying, “So, are we expected to wait until after the ascension, enduring seven days of ridicule from the entirety of True Life?”
“Master, even without the involvement of the sacred lands, I am confident in my ability to handle any plan. I find it intolerable to witness that clown’s antics, and I humbly request your permission to let me handle this matter personally!”
This issue pertained to the Herbal Pavilion’s reputation, and favonovel.com was determined not to waste a single moment in addressing it.
The other Deputy Master concurred, adding, “Absolutely, we cannot afford any delay. For centuries, the people of True Life have held a deep respect for the Herbal Pavilion, owing in part to our ties with the sacred lands and our commitment to the orthodox. If we procrastinate to take action, our revered standing among the people of True Life might start to waver. We must address this issue promptly!”
Seeing his support, Egbert’s eyes lit up with anticipation.
Lance spoke deliberately, “Eliminating them may be straightforward, but the challenge lies in the restoration of Herbal Pavilion’s honor. The mere annihilation of all Tanjen Organization members will not suffice.”
He paused, a glint of icy determination in his eyes. “We must combine grace and strength. This is the way it must be done…”
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