An Tong chuckled, "The armory of Wushuang Sect is only accessible to disciples of Wushuang Sect, I hope everyone understands."
The others said nothing.
Duan Yiwei could no longer restrain himself, "So you brought us here just to let us take a look?"
An Tong glanced at him, "What, does your Qingxiao Pavilion allow anyone under heaven to freely enter its armory?"
Duan Yiwei's complexion shifted slightly.
Looking at the weapons that had been summoned back from all directions, unwillingness stirred faintly in his heart.
Back then in that secret realm, he had undergone several trials and reaped immense benefits.
Though the weapons were broken on the surface, their spirituality had been preserved. After being damaged, their function was even greater than when they were intact weapons.
After all, within their internal spaces still lingered various secret techniques and cultivation methods left behind by their original masters.
If disciples of Wushuang Sect could freely enter here in the future, it would be equivalent to having numerous teachers at once.
Combined with the assistance of the River of Enlightenment…
Duan Yiwei felt a vague unease.
Wushuang Sect's rise would likely be far faster than they imagined!
He glared at the people of the other three holy lands.
It's all because of these short-sighted fools who had allowed Yun Jin to live.
Otherwise.
Wushuang Sect's everything would rightfully belong to them!
Duan Yiwei took a deep breath, suppressing the greed in his eyes.
After leaving this place, he would report everything in detail to the sect master.
The River of Enlightenment, the Armory, the Manual Pavilion, these treasures should belong to them.
A single Yun Jin.
By what right?
"It's about time. Lastly, please proceed to the Sect Master Hall to witness the ceremony," An Tong said.
Duan Yiwei glanced toward the distant mist.
The fog was very thick, who knew how many secrets Wushuang Sect still concealed?
But An Tong clearly had no intention of continuing the tour.
Duan Yiwei could only remember this as right now he was alone and outnumbered, he couldn't do anything.
Once outside, he would discuss everything properly.
An Tong led them forward and brought everyone before the Sect Master Hall for the second time.
This time, he didn't detour around it.
An Tong floated into the air, his once childish voice now carried a trace of solemnity. He was about to speak.
"Wait." Yun Jin suddenly called out.
"Little Master?" An Tong looked puzzled.
Yun Jin coughed lightly, "An Tong, only these few people get to witness such a major event as inheriting the position of sect master? That's not appropriate, not appropriate at all."
She had already harvested most of the Emotion Points from this small group, she needed a broader flock.
"Exactly, exactly." Tianpo swayed as it spoke. "Too small, the scale of the event is too small. This doesn't suit Little Master's style."
A trace of excitement could be heard from its voice.
Following the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, despite possessing peerless power, it had been forced into being a sword with a steady composure.
Now, Little Master clearly had a different temperament from master.
This was simply too delightful for the sword!
High-profile, everyone should be high-profile!
Only by showing one's brilliance before others would one grasp the universe's supreme mystery.
An Tong blinked, "H-how should we make it grand?"
Yun Jin cleared her throat, "First, the four holy lands should be invited, shouldn't they? I am about to become sect master. Theoretically, my status should be on par with the sect masters of the four holy lands. Shouldn't they attend as witnesses?"
Everyone: "???"
Tianpo thought this was very reasonable, "Yes, yes, yes, exactly!"
Yun Jin smiled at Jin Yu and the others, "Senior brothers and sisters, since you came this time, you must be carrying artifacts capable of contacting your sects? Transmitting images shouldn't be a problem."
The others hesitated, not knowing whether to do as she asked.
"It is indeed possible," Jin Yu agreed immediately.
The others cast him helpless glances and could only nod in agreement.
Yun Jin smiled, "I'm not implying anything. The rebuilding of Wushuang Sect owes much to everyone's assistance. As I'm about to inherit the position of sect master, inviting the four holy lands to celebrate is very normal. During the ceremony later, you may use your communication artifacts to transmit the entire event live."
As Yun Jin said this, the other people's gazes changed.
Yun Jin wanted them to live broadcast this?
It… didn't seem unreasonable.
Before coming, their sect masters had instructed them to thoroughly investigate Wushuang Sect.
The sect master succession ceremony would definitely contain many secrets.
If transmitted back to their sect, perhaps their elders could see something they themselves couldn't.
"Allow me to report to my sect master," Jin Yu said. "However, please keep the spatial passage open."
He had already noticed.
When the spatial passage was closed, this dimensional space was completely sealed off. No information could be transmitted.
Earlier, when the weapons were summoned, the passage had briefly opened, restoring contact with the outside world.
"Of course."
Yun Jin waved her hand and opened a spatial passage.
The four holy lands' representatives began contacting their respective sects.
Yun Jin didn't pay attention to them and looked at An Tong, "Besides the four holy lands, the people under heaven should also witness this. Do you have any ideas?"
An Tong pondered for a bit then said, "There is a way. A senior of Wushuang Sect once enjoyed studying unusual talismans. She developed a mother-and-child talisman pair. The mother talisman remains in the sect to record images while the child talismans are distributed outside. The child talismans can simultaneously display whatever the mother talisman records. However, even if the child talismans fly quickly, time is short. At most, we can spread it across Canglan Kingdom. Anything beyond that would be difficult."
Only Canglan Kingdom.
Yun Jin nodded, that's still acceptable.
No one can become fat in one bite, she could establish Canglan Kingdom as her base and gradually expand her influence.
She was a bit curious, "So what was that senior's original purpose in creating such talismans?"
They can't possibly be like her, doing it just to show off.
At this question, Tianpo coughed awkwardly.
Yun Jin glanced at it suspiciously.
Tianpo looked around guiltily before realizing that senior was no longer here, a trace of bitterness and relief crossed its heart.
It explained, "That senior was a cultivation fanatic. She disliked the laziness of some disciples and used these talismans to monitor the entire sect. The mother and child talismans could transmit images mutually, allowing her to oversee everyone."
Thinking of that demon-like woman, Tianpo couldn't help sighing.
She normally appeared very gentle, but actually, even master was somewhat afraid of her.
Within the extradimensional space, the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos held a talisman in his hand, his expression unreadable.
"Boss," someone beside him said softly, "Second Sister took dozens of Extraterrestrial Demon Clan with her before she died. She left smiling."
They had guarded the extradimensional space for years.
Once, there had been eight sworn siblings, now only five remained.
Three had already fallen in successive battles.
In a previous battle, in order to cover their retreat, their Second Sister died in the end. This talisman was the only thing she left behind.
There was sorrow in their hearts, but more than sorrow, there was calm acceptance.
Previously, it was Second Sister.
Next, it would be them.
Each of them would eventually meet that end, as long as they could take a few more demons with them before dying, it wasn't a loss.
"Second Sister used to urge the entire sect to cultivate diligently, she was the most popular among the disciples," the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos said wistfully. "Every time there was a vote for the most beloved elder, she ranked first."
Several black lines appeared on everyone's foreheads.
One couldn't help but say, "Boss, reminiscing aside, but wasn't that because the voting wasn't anonymous?"
Who wouldn't dare vote for that female demon?!
Laughter erupted briefly.
But then they realized.
They would never see the person who had supervised them so strictly again, silence fell once more.
"Let's go. This time, let's kill a few more extraterrestrial demons," the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos said, already putting away the talisman, his expression resolute.
"Good!"
"We must kill more!"
They responded in unison.