“Greetings, Guardian Plum, Sword-Bearing Elders!” The surrounding disciples were shocked by this scene. No one had expected that Guardian Plum and the seven Sword-Bearing Elders would show up at the same time.

After a brief shock, they quickly cupped their hands together. Guardian Plum nodded his head and he looked at Lin Yun before turning to Ling Yan.

Looking at the wound on Ling Yan’s chest, Guardian Plum frowned and sent a wisp of origin energy into Ling Yan’s body to resolve Lin Yun’s sword intent.

When the sword intent dissipated, Ling Yan let out a breath and he quickly got up on his feet, “Thank you, Guardian Plum.” He soon lowered his head with shame when he thought of something.

“Ling Yan, the sect has already decided to give you the quota, so why did you still come to bother Lin Yun? Don’t...