My Core is the Boss

Inside the Bright Palace, the atmosphere was bleak and heavy.

Last time, only a dozen Violet Palace cultivators had gathered. Now, more than thirty were present, exceeding half of the palace’s total. Everyone had a sour look on their faces.

Zi Ran finally said, lacking her usual calmness, "From this moment onward, all Violet Palace cultivators outside must return to headquarters."

Previously, the Blood-Clothed Sword God had been revealed to be at late-stage Violet Palace. Zi Ran hadn’t taken him seriously as a result.

During the last attack, the Blood-Clothed Sword God had slain five Violet Palaces. They were convinced he had exhausted his strength and was recuperating somewhere.

Yet afterward, six more Violet Palace elders of the Bright Palace had fallen. The situation had spiraled far beyond their expectations.

Zi Ran issued the command, "Until our confrontation with the Blood-Clothed Sword God is resolved, all Violet Palace cultivators are to remain at headquarters."

The rest of the Violet Palaces exchanged uneasy glances.

"How exactly should we deal with this Blood-Clothed Sword God?" one of them asked cautiously.

Zi Ran said with a trace of helplessness, "The Grand Palace Master is negotiating with the Eastern Lands Lord of the Divine Flower Society. Before the results come out, we need only hold our ground here."

As the righteous leader of Cuiyun Continent, when had the Bright Palace ever been forced into such humiliation? It spoke volumes of how great the adversity they faced.

"If we must make peace in the end, wouldn’t that be an unbearable humiliation?" one Violet Palace muttered, already foreseeing the likely outcome.