Legend of the Great Sage

In a side hall beside the Direct Disciple hall, the Qingyang Master and the others were overwhelmed with flattery by Dai Mengfan’s arrival. The aura she gave off basically reduced them to the ranks of vassals immediately, but they were also entirely overjoyed despite their predicament.

If it were not for the fact that bowing and scraping on the ground was not a custom among cultivators, the disciples from the Qingyang temple basically would have knelt down on the ground and yelled out “Long live Dai Mengfan” already like when mortals saw their emperor.

Lingxiaozi could not help but secretly compare her against Yang Miaozhen, but he was forced to admit that the supreme charms of the master of the Direct Disciple hall had completely overwhelmed junior sister Miaozhen’s glow. That was not an advantage in demeanour and bearing, but an intrinsic difference brought forth by the naked discrepancy in power. When he faced Yang Miaozhen, he was still able to develop some ulterior thoughts, but when he faced Dai Mengfan, he could not even raise his head. His mind blanked out. He did not even have the courage to have any other thoughts about her.

“Senior…” The Qingyang Master clasped his hands and bowed in excitement as he lamented over the power behind Li Qingshan’s name. It was actually enough to make the master of the Direct Disciple hall herself meet with them.

Dai Mengfan basically did not even spare a second glance at him. She raised her right hand slowly, and the Qingyang Master immediately shut up, standing to one side quietly. However, everything seemed so natural, without any sense of rudeness, like a senior signalling at a junior.

From the moment she entered, Dai Mengfan’s eyes were glued to Yang Miaozhen. She praised inside, What a beauty! She immediately became convinced that she was closely connected to the first senior brother. She signalled her over and smiled. “You’re Yang Miaozhen?”

“You know me, senior?” Yang Miaozhen could not help but walk over. She felt flattered as well.

“Of course. I’ve heard much about everyone from the Qingyang temple, especially fellow Qingyang.” Dai Mengfan glanced past everyone before looking at Yang Miaozhen again. “Calling me senior would be too distant. Since you want to join the Myriad sect, junior sister, you can just call me senior sister from now onwards.”

Everyone else could not help but sigh enviously, shifting their gaze over to Yang Miaozhen.

“S- senior sister.” Yang Miaozhen’s heart thumped away as her cheeks heated up and turned red. It took all of her effort to maintain her composure and avoid being drawn away by this extraordinarily charming and amiable senior sister Dai.

“Junior sister, you can be a formal disciple for now so that you can adjust to the environment of the Myriad sect. What do you think about that?” Dai Mengfan grabbed Yang Miaozhen’s hands gently and spoke like she was asking for her opinion.

“This, my cultivation doesn’t…”

“Then that’ll be that.”

The Myriad sect used personal contribution as a method of ranking, instead of personal cultivation, but normally, only third heavenly tribulation Soul Nascence cultivators could become formal disciples. After all, without that level of cultivation, it was impossible for them to make such a large contribution. However, these rules could be flexibly adjusted by Dai Mengfan. She could make up for the contribution slowly, and she could also make up for the cultivation slowly!

Since she was the first senior brother’s “acquaintance”, then of course, she had to take good care of her as his junior sister, basically doing some good for him too. Perhaps it might even be enough to save her life in the future! If it were not for the fact that she had to consider Chao Tianjiao’s feelings who was beyond the Nine Heavens, she was basically tempted to become the first senior brother’s “acquaintance” as well. He had probably become even more reliable now!

Probably no one in the Myriad sect had ever imagined that their imposing and dignified third senior sister actually had such “vulgar” thoughts, but to her, all that mattered was living. Her very objective of cultivation was for longevity. If she could not live on, then everything else was irrelevant. If she was the one who had been trapped in the demonic cocoon of chaos back then in Cold Blood pass, she probably would have fallen as a Demon Sovereign immediately.

Only the Qingyang Master had suddenly realised that the lofty master of the Direct Disciple hall was no different from him, also doing her best to earn the first senior brother Li Qingshan’s favour.

The storm was imminent. All of the weak were desperately trying to seek shelter under the wings of the strong. However, in the crisis, just who could be considered as absolutely strong? Perhaps Li Qingshan was one of them.

Only after making all of the arrangements for Yang Miaozhen did Dai Mengfan welcome everyone else from the Qingyang temple and hold a friendly conversation with the Qingyang Master.

They did not talk for long, but it was very successful. In only a few words, the Qingyang Master received treatment he was mostly satisfied with, leaving everyone content.

“All disciples…”

At this moment, a voice cold like ice yet also mighty like the oceans rang out from the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes, spreading outwards from the very top of the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes and dispersing the waves of clouds, reaching every corner of Myriad city. All of the cultivators there shuddered and listened closely.

The bustling Myriad city immediately fell silent as if they were acknowledging the true ruler of this city.

Within the Direct Disciple hall, Dai Mengfan was surprised as well. The Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance had actually spoken, and he was directly talking to everyone in such an outspoken manner. This was definitely unprecedented in the history of the Myriad sect.

Had the grand sect master from beyond the Nine Heavens passed an order? Or had the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance found something regarding the future fate of the Myriad sect?

Regardless of that, it was definitely related to the daemon star of misfortune and the crisis of the world!

“The disciple of the Myriad sect, Li Qingshan, has betrayed the sect and fallen into the demonic path. From this moment onwards, he is expelled from the sect and stripped of all statuses and possessions in the sect…”

The details of the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance’s message was even more shocking than his voice.

The Direct Disciple hall fell silently. Everyone was stunned.

Dai Mengfan widened her eyes. A very ill omen basically screamed out in her heart.

“Dai Mengfan will take over the position of the direct disciple instead and be given the authority over all matters within the sect, whilst continuing as the master of the Direct Disciple hall. She will also lead the Xuanwu army and the Scorching Fire army. That is all.”

The exact thing she feared had happened. Dai Mengfan spat out a single word uncontrollably, “Fuck!”

The nearby Yang Miaozhen glanced at her in disbelief.

“You wait here.”

Dai Mengfan left that behind and turned into a streak of violet light, flying towards the Pavilion of Heavenly Tomes.

The Qingyang Master had no idea how to respond. He said with difficulty, “What do they mean by that? Miaozhenzi, why would he give up on being the first senior brother and fall into the demonic path instead?”

“Dear disciple” turned back into “Miaozhenzi” as well, while the disciples of the Qingyang temple could not help but distance themselves from her slightly, emptying out her surroundings. Lingxiaozi hesitated and did not approach her either.

Before Dai Mengfan left, she told them to wait here, but she clearly was only looking at Yang Miaozhen.

For some reason, Yang Miaozhen did not feel worried. Instead, she wanted to laugh a little. She murmured to herself, “That man is just like this!”

Very soon, Dai Mengfan returned. Despite being the newly-appointed first senior sister, there was no sign of joy on her face. Instead, her face was completely sunken, yet she was also absolutely dejected like she had just suffered a great defeat. She gazed at Yang Miaozhen uneasily as if she had no idea what to do with her.

The other disciples of the Qingyang temple could not help but move even further away from her, afraid of being dragged down into this mess.

The Qingyang Master could only sigh about getting more than he bargained for, but he had already achieved his objective. With Dai Mengfan’s status, she probably would not change her mind on it.

Lingxiaozi wanted to stand forward, but where was he supposed to find that courage before Dai Mengfan’s terrifying pressure? He just stood there and stared at his toes like a child who had done something wrong.

Yang Miaozhen instead became more composed. She smiled. “Congratulations, first senior sister.”

Lingxiaozi raised his head and gazed over in surprise. At that moment, even Dai Mengfan was unable to drown out her faint glow anymore. She was even able to contend against her fairly, without losing the upper hand.

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