Seeing the counters shift, a bright, almost childlike smile spread across Dong Yun's face. Relief washed over him like a cool breeze after a scorching day.
"Elder Long, it seems our kids managed to turn the battle around," he said, his voice filled with a mix of pride and happiness. "Whatever foul tricks those foreign cultivators pulled, they don't matter anymore."
Long Liu also allowed herself a faint smile, but it was fleeting, her mind wandering to a certain troublesome figure. 'I'd bet my entire fortune that sly brat Feng Fan had something to do with this,' she mused, suppressing a chuckle.
"You are right, Elder Dong Yun," she replied, her smile fading back to its usual stoicism. "Now, we won't need to sacrifice so much. Sect Master should be here any minute now."
Dong Yun's face grew serious as he nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Though they had turned the tide for now, the war was far from over. They needed to remain vigilant for whatever came next.
