At this moment, Leng Qingyan suddenly focused all her attention.
She had never seen Jiang Chuan in her previous life simulations.
Coupled with the previous guesses about him, Leng Qingyan's curiosity about the former's future had already risen to the extreme.
Now, he finally got what he wanted.
For a moment, Leng Qingyan's attention towards Jiang Chuan in the simulated life scene had faintly surpassed the ending of the sect.
On this day, Jiang Chuan, who had rarely interacted with his fellow disciples, came to find Wu Zhen. However, he was here to resign.
"Junior Brother Jiang, are you really leaving the sect?”
Wu Zhen, who had taken over as sect master, looked at Jiang Chuan and said with a complicated expression,"Now that Master has passed away, as her disciple, are you willing to leave just like that?”
"Senior brother, did you really acknowledge me as your junior brother?”Jiang Chuan laughed softly when he heard that.
When Wu Zhen heard this question, he opened his mouth but did not know how to answer.
The smile on Jiang Chuan's face did not fade as he said," To me, the Mystical Sect has never been my home. The only people who have feelings for me are Senior Brother Ouyang and Fifth Senior Sister.”
" When I took over as the Ninth Peak Master, Master and all the other senior and junior brothers didn't approve of me. Actually, I saw it all.”
"However, taking over as the ninth legacy disciple was Senior Brother Ouyang's last wish, so I stayed.”
Jiang Chuan was silent for a moment before he continued,"This ninth legacy disciple only existed in name before. Now that his master had passed away, he didn't even have a status and was nameless.”
" Many disciples in the sect have been complaining about me being the ninth peak master. I know that too.”
"After Master left, there were more and more opinions in the sect. Senior Brother must have suffered a lot of pressure. I think it's time to give up my position and leave the sect.”
"This is also my wish."
She listened to Jiang Chuan's last word.
Wu Zhen was instantly speechless, not knowing where to start.
Wu Zhen first tried to persuade Jiang Chuan to stay. After a conversation, Jiang Chuan still chose to leave the sect.
So Jiang Chuan had left the sect on his own accord?
When she saw the contents of Jiang Chuan's resignation, Leng Qingyan's heart trembled slightly.
Then, the scene changed to Jiang Chuan's conversation with Wu Zhen when he was about to leave.
She couldn't help but feel angry. Her heart was filled with thoughts, but in the end, she sighed.
"Jiang Chuan is right. Ever since he took over as the ninth direct disciple and became my disciple, I've seen him twice.”
"Recently, I've paid more attention to him because of that back view.”
"If it weren't for the simulator, I probably wouldn't even spare him a second glance.”
Leng Qingyan's beautiful eyes flickered, but she was reflecting on herself,""I was indeed too negligent towards Jiang Chuan.”
" How can I ask Jiang Chuan to shoulder the responsibility of the Mystical Sect…"
Just as this thought fell, Leng Qingyan sighed.
After he made his decision, he had to change his attitude towards Jiang Chuan.
At the same time, the content of the life simulation continued.
At the age of 88, a year after Wu Zhen took over as the sect master, although thanks to his painstaking efforts, the few disciples did not fall apart for the time being and stabilized the situation. However, Wu Zhen was not the most outstanding disciple. Gradually, the various disciples began to have other thoughts.
To great demons like Ye Tiannan and Pan Tiance, the only person they trusted and had feelings for was Leng Qingyan, not the Mystical Sect. When their master had just left, they did not show any signs of rebellion. However, as time passed, their hearts became lax and they began to leave one by one.
When she saw this, Leng Qingyan suddenly felt a headache and shook her head.
In fact, when he chose to simulate his fifth disciple, Wu Zhen, he had to be careful.
Although she couldn't say that she didn't have any, she didn't have high expectations.
After all, in the previous life simulation, even Li Tianzheng, who was stronger and more scheming, was not as powerful as him.
After resolving the sect's crisis, he could not suppress the thoughts of his fellow disciples.
Not to mention Wu Zhen, who was inferior in terms of cultivation realm and prestige.
Before Leng Qingyan activated the Sims, she had thought about it: "If Wu Zhen becomes the sect master, we might not have to wait until three years later when a powerful enemy attacks.”
"Even if he can temporarily stabilize the situation in the sect, Wu Zhen's fellow disciples will have other thoughts sooner or later.”
And now, the contents of the simulator had indeed confirmed Leng Qingyan's guess.
Many disciples left the sect.
Ye Tiannan created the Tiannan Demon Land and became famous all over the world. He was called the Tiannan Demon Lord!
His second disciple, Pan Tiance, founded the Tiance Tower and traveled alone in the world.
Sixth disciple Xia Wushen was assassinated by the seven giants of the righteous path outside.
The third disciple, Qin Yuange, and the eighth disciple, Tu Xuanming, followed Ye Tiannan and Pan Tiance respectively.
In the entire Mystical Sect, other than Wu Zhen, only Li Tianzheng and Diwu Qinghan were left holding on with great difficulty. The various righteous sects were probing them in the open and in the dark. The undercurrents surged, and the sect fell apart in the blink of an eye.
At the age of eighty-nine, after Wu Zhen became the Mystical Sect Master for two years, the various righteous sects joined forces with the two demonic sects that had become enemies with the Mystical Sect and prepared to attack the Mystical Sect.
After Wu Zhen took over the sect and Ye Tiannan and the others left, the Mystical Sect's crisis was brought forward by a year.
The corner of Leng Qingyan's eyes, along with her heart, trembled violently.
Immediately after.
In the simulation, the scene that she least wanted to see appeared again.
On the screen.
Outside the Mystical Sect.
Tens of thousands of righteous cultivators gathered together with the enemies of the Mystical Sect.
They stood on their flying swords, flying chariots, and spirit beasts.
Everywhere he looked, there were densely packed human figures.
"People from the Mystical Sect, your demonic sect's fate is over today!
"Hurry up and bring your head over!"
A spirited figure stood in front of the tens of thousands of cultivators and shouted crazily.
His voice echoed.
The momentum grew stronger and stronger.
It was Perfected He Mu, who had retreated from Emperor Cang of the Mystical Sect that day!
"This damn old fellow is really hateful! If I had known this would happen, I would have made sure that he never returned!”
Looking at this scene, Leng Qing Yan clenched her teeth and her delicate body couldn't stop trembling.
He wished he could just rush over and kill Daoist He Mu, who looked extremely smug.
Unfortunately, what she was facing now was only a simulation of the system.
On the screen, the deduction was not affected by Leng Qingyan's mood and continued.
Daoist He Mu's voice became louder and louder.
All the cultivators behind him were also affected, and their emotions became even higher.
"Everyone in the Mystical Sect has the right to kill him! Today, we will exterminate the entire clan!"
In the next moment.
Countless magical treasures and divine abilities were refined by those cultivators.
The light of the treasure illuminated the world.
Countless runes condensed and shook the world.
In front of the Mystical Sect's mountain gate, there were only ordinary disciples.
Only Wu Zhen, Li Tian Zheng, and Diwu Qing Han were stationed here.
"Is the Mystical Sect going to be destroyed before my eyes again?”
For a moment, Leng Qingyan felt as if all the strength in her body was about to be sucked out.
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