Chapter 262 - 162: Eldest Senior Brother Also Knows Swordsmanship? Just a Little!

Chapter 262: Chapter 162: Eldest Senior Brother Also Knows Swordsmanship? Just a Little!

Night shrouded Great Ming Peak.

After making up his mind, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged on the Dao Platform in his bedchamber. Just as he was about to begin his cultivation, Ling’Er’s voice rang out from outside the chamber.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Yun Shang and Senior Brother Yichen are requesting an audience."

Jiang Hao paused slightly upon hearing this. He wondered why Mu Yunshang and Jun Yichen were here. After a moment of thought, he slowly stood up and said calmly, "Have them wait in the front hall. I will be there shortly."

"Yes."

Outside the bedchamber, Ling’Er and Xing’Er exchanged a glance before turning to leave. However, as they departed, an indescribable gleam flashed in their beautiful eyes, and they couldn’t help but whisper to each other.

"It seems Senior Brother’s position is secure now. Even Senior Sister Yun Shang and Senior Brother Yichen need us to announce their arrival if they want to see him."

"It’s not like you didn’t see what happened during the day. With just a single thought, Senior Brother suppressed Senior Brother Lin and the others. Even Senior Brother Fan Tian was defeated with a single punch."

Although the Maid Disciples on Great Ming Peak were not qualified to roam freely within the Beardless Sect, the peak’s high elevation meant that Qing’Er, Ling’Er, and the others had naturally witnessed the events of the day. This was especially true of the scene where hundreds of thousands of disciples bowed to that figure in white—it was vividly imprinted in the minds of everyone on Great Ming Peak.

Just as the two were whispering, their eyes sparkling with adoration, Jiang Huaiyu’s voice abruptly rang out from the courtyard.

"Xing’Er, Ling’Er."

Startled, the two Maid Disciples jolted and immediately bowed slightly. "Greetings, Senior Brother Huaiyu."

Jiang Huaiyu’s face was expressionless, but he assumed the authoritative posture of a senior brother and reprimanded them. "How dare you casually discuss the Senior Brother of our Beardless Sect."

Upon hearing this, Xing’Er and Ling’Er’s faces paled drastically. The sect’s rules were strict and its hierarchy distinct; for Maid Disciples to privately discuss the sect’s experts was considered a grave disrespect.

"Senior Brother Huaiyu, we didn’t mean to gossip about Senior Brother. Please forgive us!"

The two girls were instantly frightened out of their wits. For Maid Disciples to gossip about the Senior Brother of the Holy Sect was practically a capital offense.

However, just as Jiang Huaiyu was preparing to continue scaring the two girls, Jiang Hao opened the door and walked out.

"People have mouths. What’s wrong with them saying a few words? Not to mention, they weren’t saying anything bad."

"Senior Brother."

Seeing the young man appear, all three bowed to Jiang Hao, though Xing’Er and Ling’Er lowered their heads even further.

Jiang Hao nodded slightly. Even he was slowly getting used to this new status. "There aren’t that many rules on my Great Ming Peak. Xing’Er, Ling’Er, from now on, you can speak your minds freely here. Say whatever you want to say, even if it’s cursing me, your Senior Brother."

After so many years, Jiang Hao had long become invulnerable to criticism, developing an absolute immunity to the words of others. It should be known that back in Xingyue City, almost all the Cultivators there had cursed him, calling him a piece of trash, a fool, garbage, and an ant. But now, those who had looked down on him no longer even possessed the qualifications to truly look up to him. Furthermore, since they were people of Great Ming Peak, they could be considered half his own people.

Hearing his words, Xing’Er and Ling’Er breathed heavily. They slightly raised their heads to look at the figure in white, hesitating to speak.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Looking at the two bowing girls, Jiang Hao nodded slightly. "Lead the way. Huaiyu, serve tea for Junior Sister Yun Shang and Junior Brother Yichen."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

With that said, Jiang Hao walked toward the front hall, accompanied by the three of them. His intuition told him that the arrival of Mu Yunshang and Jun Yichen might provide him with some useful information. After all, everyone understood the truth that people didn’t visit without a reason. For the two of them to climb Great Ming Peak at this time meant they were either seeking a favor or offering a gift.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the front hall of the Senior Brother’s Mansion on Great Ming Peak.

"Yun Shang, do you think Senior Brother will see us?" Jun Yichen stood in the front hall, constantly rubbing his hands together, appearing extremely nervous.

Mu Yunshang remained silent upon hearing this, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

The current Jiang Hao had securely seated himself on the throne as the Senior Brother of the Beardless Sect. Although nominally he was still of the same generation as them, his status was now on equal footing with the two Supreme Elders. Even the Sect Leader addressed him as a fellow brother. Therefore, even if he were to directly kick them off Great Ming Peak, no one would find fault with it.

"It’s all Fan Tian’s fault. If it weren’t for his suggestion, how could we have joined forces to make things difficult for Senior Brother? Now look where we are. Senior Brother’s impression of us will definitely be terrible."

The Senior Brother of the Holy Sect! This was a person who had more than an eighty percent chance of inheriting the Sect Leader position in the future. Even if he was only an honorary Senior Brother right now, who knew if he would eventually be promoted to the real thing one day?

Offending a future Sect Leader was an extremely unwise action. Moreover, after today’s battle at the Dao Arena, Jun Yichen was now utterly and completely convinced by the young man’s strength. This was a world where the strong were revered, and Senior Brother was absurdly strong.

"Ugh, enough! Can you stop pacing back and forth in front of me? You’re making me dizzy." Watching Jun Yichen continuously pacing and rubbing his hands, a trace of distress appeared on Mu Yunshang’s pretty face.

However, Jun Yichen didn’t care at all. He continued pacing and asked, "Do you think Senior Brother will agree to our proposal?"

"Stop pacing."

As the two were speaking, an extremely pleasant voice rang out from outside the hall.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Yun Shang and Senior Brother Yichen are inside."

As the voice faded, after just a few hours, Mu Yunshang and Jun Yichen once again laid eyes on the young man.