"then!"
Xihe took it subconsciously and found that it was a token.
"Master, why did you give the leader's token to my sister?" The third sister was anxious.
Xihe looked over the token and saw the words "Piaomiao Sect Master's Token" engraved on it. It was undoubtedly the Sect Master's token. She hesitated for a moment: "Master..."
Whoever possesses this token can command the entire sect and exercise the power of the headmaster. But Master Jing'an is still the headmaster, so why give it to her?
"I don't plan to go back to the mountain this time. I'll leave the sect to you." Master Jing'an said without any expression. Then she glanced at the various sects who were busy packing up their things in the distance and left.
That day they annihilated the Demon Cult and hunted down some of its remnants. After discussion today, they left some disciples behind to sort out the remaining affairs of the Demon Cult, investigate the money and the evil deeds it had done over the years, while the rest of them planned to go back.
As for the remnants of the evil sect who escaped, they were weak in martial arts and insignificant, so they were not to be feared.
Xihe and the other two were startled and quickly chased after him: "Master, wait, where are you going?"
"Master, if you want to leave, I will help you guard the sect, but you don't have to..."
"You're so long-winded!" Nun Jing'an said impatiently, "If you really feel you can't handle this burden, then leave it to your junior sister!"
Wen Shuping's eyes lit up instantly, and she said hurriedly, "Master, I..."
"Oh." Master Jing'an glanced at her and said, "Do you think you can do it?"
Wen Shuping wanted to say, "I can do it!" However, she was stared at by Master Jing'an's cold eyes, and she dared not speak. She complained in her heart, "Master only knows how to favor the senior sister." Humph.
Seeing that the two had nothing to say, Master Jing'an snorted coldly, practiced the Taiyin Sutra, and left the place in a blink of an eye.
The master's figure disappeared at the end of the road. Wenshu Ping turned around and sneered at Xihe: "Some people say they don't care, but in fact they don't want to let go? Humph, hypocritical and scheming!"
Xihe slowly lowered her head. Wen Shuping was almost a head shorter than her. "Junior sister, are you talking about me?"
Wen Shuping suddenly felt inferior and quickly took two steps back. Then, with her chin held high, she snorted, "I'm telling you who knows! Don't think that just because Master gave you the Sect Leader token, you're guaranteed to be the Sect Leader. Who will win is still uncertain."
"Oh. Then I look forward to Junior Sister's performance."
Xihe slowly turned around and left.
She still pretended in front of Master Jing'an, but there was no need to do so in front of her junior sister.
The things were delivered to her. Although they were not rare items, they were hers and there was no reason to give them away for free.
Wenshu Ping: ???
She stamped her feet in anger: "You have really been coveting the position of the head for a long time!"
Xihe waved his hand, his back looking so elegant that Wenshuping almost vomited blood in anger.
When she returned to the Demon Cult's hall, the leaders of various factions were just gathering together to say goodbye. When they saw her, they hurriedly asked about Master Jing'an. After knowing that Master Jing'an had left early, they couldn't help but frown.
"Didn't the nun leave any words? Do you know where she went?"
Although the attack on the Demon Cult was very successful, and they even wiped out the entire Demon Cult in one fell swoop, obtaining countless gold, silver and jewelry, in the final analysis, they were forced by Master Jing'an and had no choice but to come here.
However, now Master Jing'an left without even saying goodbye, as if she didn't take them seriously.
Anyway, the cooperation was over, and several of the sect leaders were showing off their power again, saying to Xi He, "You are such an ignorant disciple! Why didn't you let her stay when the nun left? We still have important matters to discuss with her. What should we do now?"
"If you, the sect leaders, have anything to discuss, you can discuss it with me. Now..."
"You are just a disciple, why should we discuss anything with you? It's really bad luck that I wasted so much time in vain." The leader of the Pishan Sect waved his sleeves and left.
The other leaders also shook their heads and followed slowly.
There was a lot of commotion here. The disciples of Piaomiao Sect not far away looked panicked and stood there at a loss as to what to do.
Xihe's smile faded, and she raised her red lips slightly. "I am the eldest disciple of Master, and now I am acting as the headmaster. How can I not discuss this with you all? Could it be that you are taking advantage of my youth and deliberately making things difficult for me because my Master is not around?"
Her voice was neither too loud nor too low, just enough for everyone to hear, and the questioning tone was obvious.
The leader of the Pishan Sect was annoyed and slapped him back with his backhand: "You are unreasonable!"
"Your master didn't teach you, so today I will teach you on his behalf, so that you will know what it means to respect your teacher!"
The fierce palm wind blew, making the onlookers' hearts flutter! They all stared with wide eyes, not blinking, thinking in their hearts, "Bullshit respect for teachers! How dare the leader of the Pishan Sect say that? How can he be considered Master Chu's master?"
It's just bullying the weak by taking advantage of the master's absence to bully the younger generation. It really brings shame to the people in the world.
Grand Master Zong frowned. He didn't want to get involved in these matters, but Fang Kan was really going too far, so he reached out his hand, intending to save him.
boom!
"Ah!" A figure flew backwards.
Fang Kan, the leader of the Pishan Sect, fell to the ground, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Xihe slowly lowered his hand and said insincerely, "Shishi is young and not proficient in martial arts. I'm really sorry for hurting the master."
Fang Kan, the leader of the Pishan Sect, was so angry that he vomited blood. He was even beaten away. How could this be called unskilled?
Damn it, why is it that even that old thief Nun Jing'an is so powerful, but her disciples are also so strong? It's not fair!
The others were also shocked, especially the several sect leaders, who stared at the girl opposite them in amazement. She was so young, yet her internal strength was almost the same as theirs, or even stronger.
They must have offended some powerful person.
For a moment, the entire hall fell into an eerie silence.
Fang Qinglin curled his lips and stared at the woman in the field. He knew she could handle it, so he resisted the urge to make a move. Sure enough, the result was even more exciting than he had imagined.
These people have been suppressed by the nun for so many days and have been holding their anger.
Now that Master Jing'an has passed away early, he wants to vent his anger on her disciples, but he doesn't know that he has kicked against an iron wall.
Fang Qinglin narrowed his eyes slightly. He was already looking forward to seeing their regretful faces.
Well, but…if anyone dares to bully his wife, should he teach them a lesson?
The leaders didn't know that someone was thinking about how to teach them a lesson. To be honest, they were already regretting it now.
If they had known that Master Jing'an's eldest disciple was so powerful, they wouldn't have bullied her... They've endured it for so long, and now it's like this again? They regret it so much.
"Masters."
Xihe smiled and said, "Just now you said you had something important to discuss...why don't you go sit down in the inner hall and talk?"
Several sect leaders were sweating profusely, wondering how to resolve this matter. Upon hearing this, they happily exclaimed, "Alright, alright, that's the way it should be! Master's niece, please come in... Master is so outstanding at such a young age. Master Nun really has a keen eye for talent..."
They escorted Xihe into the inner hall. As for the leader of the Pishan Sect who was sitting on the ground, he was lifted up by his disciples and ran away in disgrace.
(End of this chapter)
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