Those True Heaven Palace experts retreated swiftly and soon vanished, leaving behind a scene of utter wreckage.
Quinn Shepherd frowned slightly. This youth named Brandon Yu was truly a ruthless character—decisive and sharp, never dragging his feet. It had been a long time since Quinn had seen such an outstanding young man.
"An exceptional youth indeed," he thought with considerable appreciation as he set down the mother and daughter.
The Dragon-Qilin came over and complained, "Cult Master, you've stirred up trouble again, haven't you? Now we're being watched. If these fellows attack us outside the basin, they could easily turn a mountain into a giant and crush us flat."
"This is the Great Ruins, not the Western Lands."
Quinn shook his head and said, "On my own turf, if someone fights me, they might die without ever knowing how. Besides, the bond between mother and child moved me. If I couldn't act according to my nature, wouldn't that make me a heretic?"
The Dragon-Qilin was taken aback. 'Act according to one's nature, following pure spontaneity'—that was a core line from the Grand Fostering Heavenly Demon Sutra. And the next line was, 'This is called Dao!'
This is Dao!
"This is the true Holy Cult Master," the Dragon-Qilin thought with deep emotion.
He couldn't quite understand Quinn's actions, but everything Quinn did matched the doctrine of the Cult of the Heavenly Saint: acting according to one's nature, following pure spontaneity—that is Dao. Quinn had already reached this level and was walking his own path. No wonder the young Patriarch chose him as the next Cult Master instead of someone else, and no wonder the Hall Masters and Elders of the Cult of the Heavenly Demon all submit to him.