Lu Zhenghun had never seen such a perfect person.
In his eyes, appearance was merely skin-deep; the truly important aspect was the state of the skin and the fullness of the blood vessels beneath.
Among everyone he had ever seen, this person was the best in the world.
How could such a perfect person exist?
Lu Zhenghun was very alert, just about to speak, when he saw a strong wind blow again, and this person vanished like an illusion.
"Master Lu, what's wrong?"
A voice echoed in Lu Zhenghun's ear.
Lu Zhenghun was suddenly taken aback and looked up incredulously, only to see the previous scene dissipate like an illusion, his surroundings returning to the brightly lit courtyard.
All around, people were looking at him with strange eyes, and his hands were crossed defensively in front of his chest, making the crowd show expressions of doubt.
Even the Bone Spirit Tiger looked at him strangely, seeing him in a daze and somewhat spaced out, he couldn't help but ask:
"Master, you were just in a daze, did you notice any problems?"
Speaking, the Bone Spirit Tiger looked at the cup of tea, wondering if there was something wrong with it, but he had just taken a few sips and found nothing unusual.
The Bone Spirit Tiger's expression changed slightly, glancing at the crowd, wondering if the Long Clan was playing tricks?
As he was contemplating, he saw Lu Zhenghun calm down and say indifferently:
"It's nothing, I just lost my train of thought for a moment; you all continue."
Lu Zhenghun was horrified inside.
Something must have just happened, but why hadn't anyone noticed?
Could it be that he was dreaming?
As he was thinking, he saw Long Xianling give a signal, and a nearby disciple immediately stood up, bowed, and then impatiently said:
"Master Lu, we have invited you to Xiang Island firstly to help you establish the Ancestral Temple and set up your sect, gaining mastery over the Feng Shui faction; secondly, to deal with Lin Beichen. What is your plan, please?"
Great families operate with a facade; clearly, it's a struggle against Lin Beichen, yet they have to state a few reasons for Lu Zhenghun's sake.
Lu Zhenghun looked at him coldly, secretly sneering and forcibly suppressing his earlier doubts.
Lin Beichen was too powerful, an imposing figure standing between the secular and cultivation realms of Xiang Island. If he couldn't defeat this imposing figure, he had no right to establish his sect on Xiang Island, let alone dominate the Feng Shui Association.
Though the Feng Shui Association was an organization left by Zhou Kuangtian, after decades it was closely integrated with various industries of Xiang Island.
According to his original plan, he should have established a Curse Society, but that was too rash; firstly, no one on Xiang Island understood curses, and just mentioning them would evoke various strange legends and terrifying connotations.
Forcing it through would only make people regard curses as an evil practice.
Secondly, many doctrines of the Curse Association actually originated from the Feng Shui Association; the two are intertwined. If he didn't first control the Feng Shui Association and only focused on promoting the Curse Association, he would only be regarded as a counterfeit.
No matter what the purpose, he must resolve Lin Beichen.
"Lin Beichen indeed has some cultivation, but you all overestimate him."
Lu Zhenghun said indifferently, looking at everyone present, observing their reactions and forming a conclusion.
"I understand what you're worried about, but he is just an ordinary person who happened to open the Celestial Gate by chance, thus gaining Mystic Sect cultivation, without knowing where the strength of the Mystic Sect truly lies."
"If I were him, I would definitely not break through to the Mystic Sect so quickly, but would lie low for at least ten years to deepen my foundation.
This way, ten years later, when I break through the Mystic Sect, I would not only have the Mystic Sect's super strong cultivation but also a trace of stepping into the Divine Gate.
Yet as soon as this person gained cultivation, he first challenged Qin Wenwu, then traveled to Xiang Island, eradicated the Zheng Clan, and killed Zhou Kuangtian..."
"Indeed he has made a name, but beyond that, what other benefits does he have?"
"Cultivators value their cultivation foundation, not wealth and fame, and he stirs trouble everywhere, disrupting regulations, hated by everyone. So aside from becoming a pariah, what else has he gained?"
With every word Lu Zhenghun said, the Long Clan nodded, and when he finished, they were so excited they clapped vigorously, their faces flush with excitement.
Lu Zhenghun spoke absolutely right, hitting the nail on the head about all Lin Beichen's issues.
After arriving on Xiang Island, Lin Beichen neither visited them nor other families but targeted the great families, even indirectly causing the deaths of their patriarch and Zhou Kuangtian, disrupting Xiang Island's upper-class order.
They were focused on discussing how to solve Lin Beichen but forgot to research his nature.
It was Lu Zhenghun who saw far and deep.
After all, he is a renowned legendary curse master, looking down from a cultivator's perspective, immediately identifying Lin Beichen's flaws.
Cultivators should be as calm and stable as this master.
The demeanor of an expert was absolutely evident.
Lin Beichen stirred up trouble from the start, what kind of cultivator is that?
By killing Lin Beichen, they would maintain Xiang Island's security.
Lu Zhenghun's words turned their assassination plot against Lin Beichen into something seemingly honorable, as if they were doing a good deed.
"Master, although you speak well, Lin Beichen's strength is too strong, we are no match for him, hence we must rely on you."