On the summit of Light Summit, there was a verdant forest. The mountain peaks pierced through the clouds like blades, creating a spectacular sight. Between a steep cliff, a huge rock stretched out. On the huge rock, a white-robed young man sat cross-legged.
The peaceful mountain peak was exceptionally quiet without the clamor of the outside world.
Time passed quietly in the silence. Unknowingly, it had been nearly two days since Jiao Luo's death. In the battle with Li Lin, although Ling Yu was not Li Lin's match, it was also a blessing in disguise. Using the insights gained from this battle, he broke through to the Xiantian Realm in one fell swoop. These two days were undoubtedly dull for the Ming Cult.
Suddenly, a voice broke the quiet atmosphere. A moment after the shout of "Deputy Patriarch", a figure slowly rushed out from a distant place behind him. In the blink of an eye, the Left Emissary with a sorrowful expression slowly appeared in front of Ling Yu.
Ling Yu slowly opened his eyes as well. The internal energy in his body surged as he let out a long breath. Then, he said calmly," Vice Sect Leader? Brother Yang Ling, you should know that I'm not a member of the Ming Cult. You'd better find someone else to be the leader.”
As the Left Light Emissary, Yang Ling was the leader of the Ming Cult. He had tidied up the things in the cult for nearly two days without resting, and it was enough to tire Yang Ling out.
This time, a smile appeared on his slightly pale face." Brother Lingyu, think about it for us. If you don't want to be the Ming Cult's cult master, then we, the Left and Right Protectors, the Four Kings, and the Five Rogues, will fight to the death for the position of cult master. Is this what cult master Zhong Luo wants to see?”
Hearing Yang Ling's words, Ling Yu remained silent. Suddenly, a faint hissing sound rang out. Not long after the sound rang out, a few black shadows suddenly dashed over with several whooshing sounds. Ling Yu did not need to look to know who the person was.
"Cult Master, if you are unwilling to take on this heavy responsibility, the Ming Cult will return to the old path of the cult members killing each other after Cult Master Zhong's sudden death.”Yang Ling smiled bitterly.
Ling Yu let out a long sigh and said," What you said is the truth. In this situation, it's hard for me to just sit back and do nothing. However, I don't know how to be the sect master, and I don't want to be.”
Ling Yu admired the Ming Cult's upright and upright men very much. However, if he were to become the Ming Cult's cult master, he would be very resistant. In this life, Ling Yu's goal was only to reach the highest realm of martial arts, to shatter the void.
Bai Zhu couldn't help but say," I know that Brother Ling Yu doesn't like to manage the affairs of the sect. The brothers of our sect love and help each other like brothers, and Hu and Fa will help from the side. I hope Brother Murong won't refuse."”
" Brother Lingyu, I think that when the Cult Master gave you the Heaven and Earth Great Shift so easily, he had the intention of seeing you as a candidate for the cult master of Ming Cult. Now that the cult master is no longer around, I hope that Brother Lingyu can inherit the cult master's will.”As the person who understood Zhong Luo the most, Ye Xing spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Ling Yu smiled bitterly. How could he refuse when he had already said so much?" If that's the case, how can I refuse? Let's go!"
Amidst the raging winds that surrounded his body, Ling Yu tapped his toes and his body rose into the air. With a final turn, he rushed towards the main hall of the headquarters.
Upon hearing Ling Yu's words, the Ming Cult members 'ecstatic gazes intertwined for a moment before they all revealed a happy smile.
In the end, everyone in the Ming Cult was a well-known man. They were extremely respectful of Ling Yu's character. Not to mention anything else, just his courage and his attitude of not owing others anything greatly increased their good impression of him.
Furthermore, the position of the Sect Leader had always been held by martial arts experts, so the crowd did not have much resistance.
Looking at Ling Yu who was gradually getting further away, everyone used their qinggong and their figures turned into streaks of black light, quickly catching up to Ling Yu in front of them.
Returning to the main hall of Light Summit's headquarters, the Light Emissaries, the Ming Cult's Four Kings, and five itinerant members sat under Ling Yu. Yang Ling and Ye Xing reported the Ming Cult's teachings, the rules passed down through the generations, the influence of the Ming Cult's branches in various places, and the talents of the important figures in the cult to Ling Yu in detail.
Seated in the hall behind the five loose men were the five banners of Ming Cult. Sharp Metal, Giant Wood, Flood, Blazing Fire, and Thick Earth were the chief and deputy flag bearers of each flag. Behind them were the sect masters of the Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Thunder Sects, who were the subordinates of the Guardian and Dharma Sect. Although the five banners and four sects had been engaged in fierce battles for several days, and many of them had been injured or injured, everyone was in high spirits at the moment because at this moment, the power struggle that they were worried about did not happen.
Ling Yu crossed his fingers and listened to everyone's report with an indifferent expression. After a long time, he finished explaining everything. Seeing that the doctrine had been explained, Ling Yu waved his hand and ordered everyone to leave.
Rubbing his forehead, Ling Yu smiled bitterly. Feeling the faint fragrance of the flowers in the hall, his mood calmed down a lot.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed!
In the past half a month, Ling Yu had been extremely busy. Fortunately, he had Yang Ling, Ye Xing, and the others to assist him, so he had a clear understanding of the Ming Cult's administration. At this moment, he had finally recovered from his injuries.
The Ming Cult was gradually stabilizing, and his injuries had also healed. Ling Yu naturally thought of some of his friends in the Central Plains.
Not too long ago, Ling Yu had also received the Shaolin Temple's Hero Invitation. When Ling Yu received the Hero Invitation, he sighed in his heart. It was time for everything to end.
At a remote spot deep in the mountains not far from the foot of Light Summit, there were quite a number of human figures clustered around this originally remote and uninhabited place. Numerous gazes were thrown towards the smiling white-clothed, young man at the front. A somewhat gloomy atmosphere lingered around because of the imminent departure.
"Cult Master, have you decided to return to the Central Plains today?”The Left Light Emissary Yang Ling looked at Ling Yu and sighed softly.
"The Ming Cult's academic affairs have been reorganized. This time, I'll have to trouble everyone to help.”Ling Yu nodded slightly, and his gaze slowly swept across the familiar faces at the foot of Light Summit. After a moment, he chuckled and said," Although Ling Yu is the leader of Ming Cult, he is also a member of the Duan Clan of Dali. I will return after I am done with my business.”
Ye Xing smiled slightly and said," Cult Master really doesn't need us to follow?”
Ling Yu shook his head." No need!”
Bai Zhu, who knew Ling Yu's surname, Ge, heard Ling Yu's words and knew that Ling Yu didn't like them following him, so he didn't force him. He smiled and punched Ling Yu's shoulder." Cult Master, with us taking care of you, you'll definitely be fine. However, Cult Master, you have to be more careful when you go back."”
Ling Yu smiled and nodded. He then said to the crowd," I'll leave it here. When I'm not around, I'll leave the matters of the sect to the two Guardians and Dharma protectors!”
It was already late. Ling Yu smiled and did not delay any longer. He cupped his hands towards everyone and laughed loudly," Everyone, take care. Today, we will bid farewell. When Ling Yu returns, I will have a drink with everyone!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he circulated the Ascension to Immortality Step. With a tap of his toes, he flew toward the vast mountains in a few flashes.
As his lightness skill sped through the air, the strong wind that came at him blew Ling Yu's clothes into a whirring sound. He turned his head around and looked at the Ming Cult members who were getting smaller and smaller. Then, he slowly raised his head and stared at the distant horizon in front of him. The corners of his mouth slowly curled into a smile.
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