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In principle, if someone from a sect goes missing, it must be reported to higher authorities.

Xie Mo is also very principled, but he reported the loss a month later than Cheng Jiangui, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the group sat idly on the Cliff of Contemplation for a while, lost in thought.

About four hours later, Xie Mo, the little devil's personal spokesperson of the Lingxiao Sect, after some hesitation and struggle, finally stood obediently in front of the Grand Elder, put his hands behind his back like a baby, and said the most outrageous lines with the most well-behaved expression.

"First, we did this and that, then we did that and that... Finally, fearing that our ancestor would be lonely, we asked Master to go and keep him company for a while, to show our filial piety..."

To perfect the story, Xie Mo's lines were like a winding mountain road, leaving the Grand Elder completely bewildered. Following his train of thought, the Grand Elder slowly recalled the lines, and after a long while, finally managed a laborious translation: "You mean, you little brats kidnapped Cheng Jiangui? And sold him to the Ancestor?"

Xie Mo was silent for more than ten seconds, then looked up at the sky guiltily, and finally looked at the Grand Elder, blinking his eyes frantically.

Although he didn't say a word, it was as if he had explained everything.

Grand Elder: "..."

The old man stroked his chin, not overly agitated upon learning of Cheng Jiangui's disappearance, only muttering under his breath, "No wonder the sect has been so peaceful lately..."

The old man's muttering was too soft; Xie Mo couldn't hear him clearly at first. He tilted his head and asked, "What?"

"without……"

The Grand Elder first looked in the direction of the Azure Sea, briefly recalling the evil deeds Cheng Jiangui had committed during his many years as sect leader. He estimated how long Cheng Jiangui would suffer in the alternate dimension and how long it would take for him to return to the Lingxiao Sect based on his past glorious deeds.

But Cheng Jiangui had caused too much trouble. The elder counted on his fingers, but couldn't keep up. So he shook his head, banishing the images of Cheng Jiangui from his mind, and said with a clear conscience, "Forget it, let's just throw it away. It's not a good thing anyway."

Shemer: "???"

The elder turned to look at Xie Mo, but the expected critical expression did not appear; instead, he looked at him with a kind face.

"Xie Mo, did Cheng Jiangui tell you that he wanted you to succeed him as sect leader?"

The young man froze, his fingers instinctively curling up.

Just by looking at him, the Grand Elder knew the answer and said with a smile, "That's perfect. You should prepare yourself and succeed as the Sect Master of Lingxiao Sect in a year."

"what?"

One year...

Xie Mo stood there, stunned, and swallowed hard.

Cheng Jiangui had discussed the matter of succeeding as sect leader with him privately many times, and had even made up his mind. He had also prepared himself mentally, but he never expected it to happen so soon...

Another ten seconds or so passed.

The young man asked cautiously, "Isn't it too early? Master hasn't returned yet..."

Whether he comes back or not is none of your business!

The elder rolled his eyes, his tone defiant despite his lack of conviction: "If he comes back alive, we'll force him to step down. If he doesn't come back, you can just take over directly."

Sometimes, for important sect matters like these, it's actually easier to make decisions when the sect leader isn't around.

Xie Mo: "..."

Although the elder's words were somewhat arrogant, Xie Mo thought about it carefully and couldn't find anything to criticize.

"It's settled then!"

The Grand Elder made the decision unilaterally and waved his hand, saying, "In the meantime, I will inform the other sects and major families. You are no longer needed. You can go in and continue having fun."

Shemer: "???"

In other sects, the succession to the sect leader requires going through various procedures, including obtaining the consent of all elders and setting up an altar to consult the ancestor...

But when it comes to their Lingxiao Sect, it seems that all the procedures have disappeared.

Xie Mo wanted to say something more, but the Grand Elder pressed down on his shoulder, spun him around, and the old man planned to push him back to the Cliff of Repentance.

After taking only two steps, the Grand Elder paused, as if remembering something: "Oh, right!"

Xiao Xie thought he had changed his mind at the last minute, and his eyes lit up instinctively.

The Grand Elder, looking as if he'd been constipated for a long time, asked in a complicated tone with curiosity, "That... zongzi (rice dumpling) you hung on the Cliff of Repentance? Is it for warding off evil spirits?"

Xie Mo: "..."

A hint of disappointment and grievance flashed in the young man's eyes. He pursed his lips and answered softly, "Oh, that's Lin Ya from the Yu Feng Sect. Li Yang was afraid he would get lost, so he asked us to help hang him up."

Speaking of this, Xie Mo instantly recalled the serious look on that little turtle's face.

She first carried Lin Ya back to the Cliff of Contemplation in a flurry of activity, then searched around for a while, unsure of where to put the boy.

I placed it below the Cliff of Contemplation, fearing it might be snatched away by passing monsters and get lost.

If placed on the Cliff of Repentance, it might be blown away by a gust of wind, and then Lin Ya would continue to get lost.

So, after much deliberation, the little turtle came up with a brilliant answer—

She used a hanging rope to tie Lin Ya to the swing.

After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Ya nestled in the burlap sack made from the hanging rope and began to sleep soundly.

Grand Elder: "???"

He didn't understand, but since these two children weren't from their sect and were great contributors to their continent, the Grand Elder didn't ask too many questions. After a slight hesitation, he whispered, "Let's put them down later. After all, they are guests from another dimension. It's not appropriate to tie them up."

Xie Mo: "..."

After explaining these trivial matters, the First Elder held Xie Mo in place with one hand and gave the young man a light, watery kick, sending him flying back to the Cliff of Contemplation.

The old man seemed quite happy, skipping and hopping as he walked out, his whole being glowing with a cheerful pink hue.

Xie Mo was stunned when he was kicked back to the bottom of the Cliff of Repentance, landing on his buttocks like a Kapibal standing still.

After a long while, Ye Jin took the initiative to come over and curiously poked him: "How did it go? You told the Grand Elder about Master's disappearance, what did he say?"

The young man's face showed a somber expression, something like this:

Xie Mo: (̿▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿)̄

Ye Jin's eyelids twitched, thinking something bad was about to happen.

Until the young man with the talisman in front of him complained in a low voice, word by word: "The Grand Elder said that I should be the sect leader."

Nightfall: "???"

There's nothing wrong with that; if one sect leader is lost, another must be replaced.

Ye Jin raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and said with a rather arrogant air, "Well, congratulations then~"

Xie Mo: "..."

A state banquet had just ended at the Cliff of Contemplation, and Su Yuanshuang was playing the piano under the moon at the foot of the cliff.

Yunxi and Liyang huddled together. The little turtle didn't have much time left in this world, so it cherished it all the more. Taking advantage of the little girl, Lazy Sheep, lying on the ground slacking off, it lashed out with its claws, tearing off the snake-blood vines from her head. It ate as it plucked, gathering several large clumps to take back as souvenirs.

Qi Jue rolled around on the ground to digest his food, and eventually rolled to Xie Mo and Ye Jin's feet.

The boy's eyes brightened as he cupped his face and asked, "So, Second Senior Brother is going to become the sect leader?"

People's joys and sorrows are indeed not shared...

Upon learning that Xie Mo was about to be promoted, everyone else was happy. Only Xie Mo himself was both looking forward to and worried about the unknown future. He was slightly dazed for a while and somehow ended up under the swing. He inexplicably remembered the instructions the Grand Elder had given him and finally, in a daze, he untied Lin Ya's rope.

"What are you doing?"

Xie Mo barely snapped back to reality when Ye Jin's voice rang out, but it was too late.

Lin Ya is still the same Lin Ya who was made of rice dumplings, except that the hanging rope that was placed on his head to connect to the swing is gone.

The boy groggily awoke, transformed into a round, plump rice dumpling, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, landed gracefully at the foot of the Cliff of Repentance, where he was picked up by a passing large bird. If they were not mistaken, he was about to embark on a long voyage.

"???"

Li Yang instantly snapped out of his daze and instinctively lunged forward, crying out, "Fourth Senior Brother, don't go!"

"Fourth Senior Brother"

As his junior sister called out affectionately, Lin Ya snapped out of his daze and began to display his power inside the zongzi, letting it shine with its unique brilliance.

The rice dumpling became shiny and was carried by the large bird, as if it were carrying a light bulb.

The big bird was startled and flapped its wings, spitting the rice dumpling out again.

Lin Ya fell with the wind.

At this moment, on the vast sea.

A ragged Cheng Jiangui leaped out of the water, and upon seeing the all-too-familiar scene around him, he burst into tears: "Waaah, Lingxiao Sect, your humble old man is finally back!"

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Jiangui saw his precious disciple, the Demon Orb, rushing towards him with a bright green little turtle.

Cheng Jiangui opened his arms, moved, ready to receive his apprentice's embrace.

result……

The imagined embrace did not arrive as promised; instead, what landed in Changjian Gui's arms was a glowing rice dumpling.

The zongzi, imbued with a spiritual power incompatible with this world, suddenly fell, catching Cheng Jiangui off guard. He stumbled a couple of steps and fell into the Sky Sea once again.

When the group reached the shore, the underwater altar was shining brightly.

Lin Ya and Cheng Jiangui, together, lost their youthful beauty.

Li Yang: "..."

Xie Mo: "..."

The remaining people stared at each other outside the altar.

After a long while, Ye Jin pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Isn't the altar only accessible once every hundred years?"

Before he could finish speaking, the altar lit up and a round little paper ball hit Qi Jue on the head.

Xie Mo picked up the crumpled paper and opened it.

It is clearly written above:

【I'll take care of Cheng Jiangui for you, you can just focus on being the sect leader~】

[As long as Cheng Jiangui steps down, you can be the patriarch!]

Xie Mo: "..."

Nightfall: "..."

In summary, the sect leader is unreliable, and the patriarch wants to use a special skill to replace his teammates.

"I understand the logic," Li Yang said, squatting to the side, her face showing a different kind of sadness. "But can you give me back my fourth senior brother first?"

Xie Mo: "…………"