"..."
Ding Ling was speechless, watching as Yanz Chixia praised him to the heavens, Ding Ling felt slightly embarrassed.
He knew Yanz Chixia would say such things, truly hoping he would uphold justice for the people.
But Ding Ling's goal was to establish the World's Number One sect.
To become the World's Number One master. To be renowned across the world!
This naturally requires clearing worldly chaos, reorganizing Jiuzhou's powers, and establishing a new court.
Therefore, he doesn't need Yanz Chixia to say much, as he inevitably will do these things in the future.
But since Yanz Chixia spoke.
Ding Ling's mind moved, and he went along with it, saying:
"I also hope Jiuzhou can return to its prosperous ancient times and will strive for it. I just wonder if the Taoist would be willing to lend me a helping hand?"
"Hmm?!"
Yanz Chixia was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise:
"With your words, Ding Ling, I, Yanz Chixia, have no choice but to accept this responsibility!"
