My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 382: Return
In fact, when Lu Bai said this, his face still wore a kind smile.
But in the ears of the other Mahayana Stage cultivators, it inexplicably made their backs feel cold, as if an invisible giant hand was tightly choking their throat.
These Mahayana Stage cultivators present were all shrewd people and would not fail to understand the implication in Lu Bai’s words.
The Sect Leader of Taishi Sect hurriedly spoke up to express his stance: “Heavenly Venerate, rest assured. Since it is your decision, we naturally have no objections. I put my words here—if anyone dares to harbor evil intentions, I will be the first not to spare him.”
“That’s right. We should strictly follow Yuan Venerate’s decree.”
“Yuan Zhong becoming Second Generation Heavenly Venerate is truly what everyone hopes for.”
These senior experts present all spoke up one after another, their eager appearance indeed making it impossible to see their true inner thoughts.
They actually did not know that a death fighter like Lu Bai would leave the Deathmatch Arena after completing the target mission.
They only guessed from Lu Bai’s act of giving away the Flower of Immortality that he might be on the verge of ascension, thus arranging his aftermath at this gathering.
Without knowing about death fighters, their guess was actually quite reasonable.
After all, Lu Bai was really terrifyingly strong. Cultivators of the same level were as immature as infants before him. For such an existence to continue lingering in the Mortal Realm seemed too unreasonable, didn’t it?
Based on this guess, these Mahayana Stage cultivators present naturally did not dare to provoke a quasi True Immortal at such a time, lest they be casually taken out.
If they had to endure humiliation, so be it. Anyway, as long as Lu Bai ascended, they would still be renowned figures and ancestors.
As for what they said, did they really regard Yuan Zhong as Second Generation Heavenly Venerate?
Don’t joke. As soon as Lu Bai left, let alone continuing to maintain the current rule-of-law society, at least half of the Mahayana Stage cultivators present would directly make a move to seize the Flower of Immortality.
Lu Bai could guess with his knee what these guys were scheming and would not be so easily fooled.
He smiled and looked at the crowd who were successively expressing their stances, saying softly: “Not enough.”
Although it was the law he had promoted, he did not intend to talk about evidence in such matters.
Vast magic fluctuations like an ocean overflowed from around him, stirring the spiritual energy within hundreds of miles, with invisible pressure lingering. Everyone felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on them.
Sensing Lu Bai’s posture that seemed ready to strike at any moment, many Mahayana Stage cultivators present gradually had sweat beads seeping from their foreheads.
Yuan Zhong had gained the benefit but did not dare to act smug in front of Lu Bai. He silently stood in place, eyes on nose and nose on heart.
At this point, the Sect Leader of Taishi Sect gritted his teeth and said: “I swear to the Heavenly Dao that if I commit any act of breaking the law, my immortal path shall be severed and my cultivation completely lost.”
Lu Bai looked appreciatively at the Sect Leader of Taishi Sect.
He had long seen that this sect leader was a hero of the current era, exceptionally perceptive of the times.
Lu Bai then scanned the surroundings, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, the lingering pressure growing heavier.
With an appearance of “if you won’t be decent, I’ll make you decent.”
With the Sect Leader of Taishi Sect setting an example ahead, the remaining senior experts, no matter how unwilling, did not dare to show it.
They could only follow the Sect Leader of Taishi Sect’s example and swear to the Heavenly Dao.
Only after the last Mahayana Stage cultivator had also made the oath did Lu Bai satisfiedly withdraw his magic fluctuations, casually painting a pie: “That’s right. You don’t need to worry. The position of Heavenly Venerate still has third and fourth generations.”
Yuan Zhong knew it was time for him to express his stance. He immediately spoke righteously: “If this poor Daoist has the fortune to succeed to the position of Heavenly Venerate, I will act cautiously and follow the old precedents.”
With words said to this extent, these Mahayana Stage cultivators present still gave face by cupping their hands toward Yuan Zhong and responding with some polite remarks.
Lu Bai then stretched lazily.
He had done what he needed to do. Anyway, the duties of the Heavenly Venerate were all written in the law.
With the Flower of Immortality as this “carrot” dangling ahead, the Heavenly Venerate could basically be seen as an artificial intelligence without any selfish desires, at least ensuring that this system would persist for tens of thousands of years without major issues.
Perhaps with the passage of time, or due to technology or changes in heaven and earth, the entire system would decay, but before that, the people of Xuanzhou could still live decent lives.
“Alright, everyone disperse. Go do what you need to do.”
Lu Bai turned to look at Yuan Zhong: “You come with me.”
With that, his figure rose lightly and soared straight into the Nine Heavens.
Yuan Zhong seemed to realize something and followed without a word.
During the flight, a flush surged on his face. This time, however, it was not an expression urged by magic power, but genuine emotional surge.
Above the Nine Heavens, gales were fierce.
Fortunately, their Mahayana Stage cultivation was genuine. The gales that could easily harvest Golden Core Stage cultivators could not even break their protective magic power, feeling like a gentle breeze to them.
Lu Bai stood with hands behind his back, his deep eyes seemingly piercing through the clouds to overlook the full view of Xuanzhou below.
Yuan Zhong quietly stood behind him without interrupting.
“Do you think what I did is right?” Lu Bai asked without turning his head.
Yuan Zhong’s back involuntarily bent a little as he flattered: “Heavenly Venerate’s actions are naturally without fault.”
“At this point, don’t say such things. You are the Second Generation Heavenly Venerate I personally appointed, after all.”
Lu Bai said with slight emotion: “The heart appears on the twenty-first day of the embryo, begins beating around the thirtieth day, and never stops until death.”
Without waiting for the elderly person Yuan Zhong to respond, he continued: “Actually, everyone starts out the same. So I made reforms, hoping for everyone is equal.”
Yuan Zhong fell into silence.
To be honest, if not for Lu Bai being strong enough, the Third Supreme Elder would never have imagined in his life doing things for mortals, let alone empathizing with them—he could only remain silent.
Lu Bai smiled meaninglessly, summoned the Flower of Immortality attached to his Primordial Spirit, and tossed it to Yuan Zhong, discarding it like worn-out shoes.
“Here you go.”
……
【Ding!】
【Target Mission One: Successfully open the Ascension Channel (Completed)】
【This Deathmatch Duel will close in thirty seconds. Please remain in place and do not move, death fighters.】
The prompt sound of the Deathmatch System rang in Lu Bai’s mind. After getting used to it, this mechanical prompt sound actually felt quite friendly.
Thirty seconds passed in a flash, and he did not say anything more to Yuan Zhong.
The world in Lu Bai’s eyes froze, then shattered like a mirror, and his entire person quietly disappeared from the spot.
Yuan Zhong used magic power to wrap up this Flower of Immortality, not in a hurry to refine it.
He just stared blankly at the spot where Lu Bai had disappeared, and for some reason, he found himself not as excited as he had imagined.
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