"I congratulate the Soaring Immortal Sect for having a new master upon its historic halls!"
"Please accept this humble gift." An old man gifted in front of all the masses assembled.
"A pair of Phoenix Wings!" The crowd was stunned upon seeing the prized item.
The scene was basked in flas and so of them who had weaker cultivation bases could not help but escape away into the distance.
A few had even beco bald on the spot as all hair on their bodies was incinerated without fail.
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
"Please give back my hair!" The won had the loudest screams of them all. They could not accept this unforeseen consequence of coming here into this event.
"Take the victims and give them 1 Fate Pills each. As for this man, behead him at once." Our bored gar only had this thing to say.
"..." The crowd gasped once at the rich rewards for those that had lost their hair but more on the second one on desecrating this event with blood. Still, the actions that happened next were swift and precise.
"PUCHI!" A brilliant sword strike visited the scene and the old man was chopped into a thousand pieces. Blood did indeed flow in the floor but they were surprisingly fast to disappear in the next instant.
"Sect Master!" The people of the sect gulped in alarm. They could never imagine that the top dog of the sect would not hesitate on following the words of a re boy. This could an war between sects.
And war usually ant a siphon of resources and needless death. Everyone knew that the past sect master was indeed serious in making a re boy take the next in line of power inside this glorious sect.
"Let the gift giving continue. If anyone has any mind to play tricks in my front, beware of the latter’s consequences. I, most of all, do not fear war of any kind." Our good gar warned.
He was not a fool to not peer into the plot of the dead old man from earlier.
If he was truly just a normal mortal, he would have easily been burned to nothing since the Phoenix Wings was directly in his front at this ti.
"The new sect master is not simple." The experts on the scene regarded our very own protagonist with this conclusion.
They had far aged eyes than normal people and so they regarded that the cultivation of our very own protagonist must be deeper than what they could perceive at this ti.
Although for all intents and purposes, our avid gar looked an ordinary mortal in their eyes but there were many ways to deceive the senses.
Thus, they could not help but upgrade their perception of the new sect master at this ti. His sharp words also matched that of a long lived expert than any other newbie in the ga.
For everything that has happened today, a group of 12 souls could not help but speak to each other in surprise.
"Have we beco legacy disciples of the sect master all of a sudden?"
* * *
In a place not far away from Soaring Immortal Sect, an argunt was happening so hours later.
"Master! This is a challenge for carnage! Shall I gather our disciples and flatten that darned sect into the ground?" An angry man asked.
"..." An old man seated at the throne pondered in silence. His reply was quite an unexpected one so the first speaker asked one more ti.
"Master?" Alas, no words reached his ears or senses. He looked to the gathered experts around him and they too shared their wonder of their leader’s behavior.
One should know that their Blood Primal Sect was one that did not take any insults kindly. If an enemy would take one of their n’s life, they would counter by a complete family and sect annihilation.
This was the reason why their Blood Primal Sect was quite a force to be reckoned.
"We wait and see. I have a bad feeling about this new sect mater." The old man at the throne finally replied after a ti.
More than that, he was not yet a fool to test his might against the old monster inside the Soaring Immortal Sect.
He would not make any move where he and his sect have no room for any maneuver of retreat. They had not prospered for this long if they were fools to begin with.
"But master..." The first speaker wanted to say.
"I will suffer no buts." Alas, he was cut off rudely in response. The eting ended in a dire mood for everybody concerned about this turn of events.
Unfortunately for them, our bored gar has not paid any ti or mind about their plight.
* * *
"SIGH!"
"I should take one or two maids now."
"That’s how it was in the first Chapters of the novel."
"What to do and how to achieve that feat? Hmmmm..." Our bored gar pondered on his next course of action. It did not take him long to get on his next adventure.
"Summon Shen Miao for ." Clark said to his first servant of this world.
"As you wish, sect master." Sun Cai replied warmly.
She could not believe how fast everything happened but since Lady Shen wanted her to serve this man then she would continue to do it without any reservations.
Truth be told, she also received many boons and resources upon the sect master’s coronation day alongside his 12 disciples one after another.
Five minutes later and 2 beautiful won graced the presence of our good gar.
"How can I be of aid, young master?" Shen Miao bowed in respect. This was different from how Sun Cai asked which was fueled with shallow obedience and no more.
Shen Miao had a life saving debt unto our very own protagonist and she would do all her best to repay that from this day on.
"No need to be so stiff, Shen Miao. I just want to ask one thing. Who’s the most beautiful lady in this part of the world?" Clark asked and a new adventure would be fully experienced.
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