Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1887 - 1886: Wang Ye’s Destiny Pattern

Imdiately, Li Chunfeng studied the life tokens while sipping fine wine.

Glancing at these life tokens, he noticed they were all from mbers of the Blackwater Alliance, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Are these all their life tokens?"

Li Chunfeng asked while chewing on pig’s head at.

Zuo Han responded calmly.

"Most of these life tokens belong to people from my Blackwater Alliance, but there are also a few from other sect masters."

Zuo Han still hoped that the next Alliance Hierarch would be from the Blackwater Alliance.

After all, it’s best not to let opportunities slip outside the family.

After looking through everyone’s life tokens, Li Chunfeng slightly shook his head.

"The life fates of these people are all very ordinary, the most ordinary being the life tokens of the Six Great War Gods, even the token of forr Sect Master Qin Tianba is quite ordinary. In fact, most of the world’s important figures have ordinary life fates."

"Because influential figures are heroes who can rewrite their destinies."

"Conversely, even those with good destinies may not necessarily beco important figures."

Li Chunfeng explained leisurely.

Seeing no one had the destiny to beco the Alliance Hierarch, he suddenly rembered Wang Ye.

Wang Ye had quite a reputation in the Blackwater Secret Realm, rumored to have killed the Evil God, and even Magic Emperor Tianyin was led out of the Blackwater Secret Realm by him.

Imdiately, he pulled out Wang Ye’s life token from his chest.

Anyone residing in the Blackwater Secret Realm possessed a life token, and despite Wang Ye being a Junior Sect Master at present, he too had a life token.

Li Chunfeng glanced at Wang Ye’s life token, his gaze showing no ripple; this Wang Ye’s life token was utterly ordinary.

"This Wang Ye’s destiny is also no good; he’s of the tal fate, yet residing in the Fire Moon. tal sits in a fiery land, facing too many constraints to beco the Alliance Hierarch."

"But if this person can transcend the control of the seven emotions and six desires, he might indeed achieve greatness, possibly becoming the Alliance Hierarch."

Li Chunfeng slowly placed Wang Ye’s life token on the table.

Hearing this, Zuo Han breathed a sigh of relief, apparently finding Wang Ye nothing to fear.

"Old Man of Divine Engine, who do you think will beco the next Alliance Hierarch?"

Zuo Han curiously asked.

Li Chunfeng looked towards the east, seeing auspicious clouds and faint traces of a sage’s aura.

"The east holds the aura of the Alliance Hierarch. You may search towards the east."

Li Chunfeng’s gaze was fixed intently on the auspicious clouds in the east.

Zuo Han looked up and saw a silver moon slowly rising from the east, indeed surrounded by seven-colored auspicious clouds.

He calculated with his fingers, realizing there were many sects in the east, though they were all minor sects, such as the Qingyun Sect, Tianyong Mountain, Divine Dragon Sect, and so forth.

Thinking of these small sects, he shook his head slightly.

Among these sects, Qingyun Sect is relatively larger, yet it has been declining under the leadership of Tingyu over the past thousand years.

The Divine Dragon Sect has indeed produced many talents over the years, yet it is still too small, and has always remained out of worldly affairs, seemingly unlikely to beco a climate. Such small sects could easily be wiped off the map by larger sects.

Then, Wang Ye of Tianyong Mountain accomplished so significant feats, but he’s only been a sect master for a few years. No matter how strong he is, what can he do?

Generally speaking, it takes more than a thousand years, or at least several hundred years, to strengthen a sect. Tianyong Mountain is like a budding willow in spring, just revealing a tender shoot; a gust of wind or a snowfall could wipe out this sect.

After pondering for a while, he still could not fathom who would beco the next Sect Master.

However, he internally hoped that the next Sect Master would be a young man who could make a difference—a talented young person—not another Alliance Hierarch like Qin Tianba, who was greedy, lecherous, and unscrupulous.

"The previous Alliance Hierarch has passed away, appointing an Acting Alliance Leader to manage the affairs of the Blackwater Secret Realm isn’t sufficient. We should advance the process of selecting the new Alliance Hierarch."

Zuo Han said slowly.

Imdiately, Zuo Han left the Divine Engine Pavilion, heading swiftly towards the Blackwater Alliance.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In front of him lay nurous invitations, intended to invite heroes and champions from around the world to gather in the Blackwater Palace and collectively elect the new Alliance Hierarch.

"Summon the others!"

He solemnly issued an order.

Upon hearing this, more than ten envoys from the Blackwater Alliance entered with serious expressions.

"Alliance Leader Zuo, what are your instructions?"

"Distribute these invitations among the major sects, don’t miss a single minor sect."

"Yes!"

Soon, thousands of envoys, bearing invitations, flew in all directions.

The cultivators of the Blackwater Alliance were quite wealthy, with each able to ride a white dragon to deliver the invitations.

Soon, an envoy with an invitation arrived in Mocheng.

isha was lazily lying on a stall at this mont, her palm revealing a streak of green lightning.

"If I can refine the Green Demon Thunder, my strength will surely enhance even further."

isha murmured to the Green Demon Thunder,

Right then, there was a knocking at the door.

A girl in a green dress appeared outside the door, transford from a green snake, yet to completely shed her skin, with so seven-colored scales on her cheeks.

isha had once rescued Qingying, and Qingying was very loyal to isha, so isha considered her a confidante, their bond as close and intimate as sisters.

"Sister isha, a ssenger from the Blackwater Alliance has brought a letter."

Qingying said while knocking on the door.

Upon hearing this, isha waved her hand, and the door opened. Seeing it was Qingying, her originally cold face softened.

"Qingying, once I’ve refined the Green Demon Thunder, I’ll definitely remove the seven-colored snake scales from your cheeks."

"Thank you, sister."

Qingying felt warmth in her heart; this sister was truly good to her.

Next, she handed the envelope in her hand to isha.

isha tore open the envelope. After reading the contents, her eyes began to move.

Since the selection for the new Alliance Hierarch has started early,

such an important matter is sothing she definitely has to attend.

"Qingying, who do you hope will beco the new Alliance Hierarch?"

isha asked.

Upon hearing this, Qingying twisted a lock of her hair into a circle, pondered for a mont, and then slowly replied.

"I really hope Wang Ye becos the new Sect Master, but it’s too difficult to beco a Sect Master."

Qingying shook her head.

In the river water secret realm, there are no fewer than a hundred sects, to beco the new Alliance Hierarch one must defeat everyone else.

Hearing this, isha smiled, teasingly.

"You little girl, you wouldn’t happen to have a fancy for Wang Ye, would you?"

Upon finishing, isha’s gaze fixed on Qingying’s face.

Hearing this, Qingying’s face flushed red, she lowered her head, indeed feeling admiration and worship for Wang Ye.

The last ti, she witnessed Wang Ye displaying Godlike Might, defeating Magic Emperor Tianyin.

But how could she possibly confess her feelings?

"Sister, please don’t tease . Sect Master Wang is a great hero with unlimited future prospects. There are plenty of people who like Sect Master Wang; I dare not entertain such thoughts."

Qingying knew isha also liked Wang Ye.

So she dared not admit she liked Wang Ye, or else she would beco isha’s rival in love.

Hearing this, isha stopped teasing Qingying, her gaze shifted, wondering what Sect Master Wang was currently doing?