Four months later, before Celestial Gate Mountain, a crowd of Southern Border Beast Taming Sect disciples, led by a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Elders, waited silently.
At this point, less than a third of the Southern Border Beast Taming Sect were still willing to follow Lechuan. They stood behind him, a clear line separating them from the other Cultivators.
Lechuan had been designated to lead the welcoming party. The handover of the Sect Leader position for the Southern Border Beast Taming Sect had to appear amicable.
Lechuan had no desire to see Zhao E Lian's smug face, but when he thought about the struggles that awaited him deep within White Mountain, he forced himself to endure the humiliation.
After careful consideration, Lechuan had decided against returning to the main sect. Zongshan was great, but the competition was too fierce.
