Chapter 523 - The Youth in White is The Same, just with a Different Bamboo Chair

Jing Jiu glanced at Yuan Qijing, urging him to speak up.

Yuan Qijing sighed before saying, “This is it.”

It was then that Yuan Qijing came before the hut and bowed to Jing Jiu in the chair.

“Yuan Qijing of Shangde Peak greets the Sect Master.”

This was his opinion.

As for the opinion of the Dead Dog, it was unnecessary to ask him.

“Chen Youtian of Bihu Peak greets the Sect Master.”

“Fu Wang of Yunxing Peak greets the Sect Master.”

The peak masters came before the hut and greeted Jing Jiu in tandem.

Sitting in the chair, Jing Jiu nodded to them while stroking the white cat.

Zhao Layue stayed on the same spot and didn’t move.

Next, the elders of the peaks greeted Jing Jiu.

“Chen Bizheng of Xilai Peak greets the Sect Master.”

“Chi Yan of Shangde Peak greets the Sect Master.”

“Greetings, Sect Master!”

Hundreds of Green Mountain disciples bowed to the ground facing the small hut.

The sword wills shot up swiftly, toward the highest level of the sky.

The clouds dissipated in the night sky, making the stars look brighter.

The top of Tianguang Peak was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, all the Green Mountain disciples were shocked speechless.

Was this the rumored “Greetings of Ten-thousand Swords”?

It was at such a solemn moment that a very discordant voice burst out.

“I’m still against you becoming the sect master.”

Jing Jiu ignored him.

Zhao Layue’s eyes turned cold, and the Thoughtless Sword was ready to fly out.

The flying sword pierced toward his center of brows along with a bright rainbow.

Jing Jiu still didn’t pay any attention to him.

Hum!!!

“Why didn’t you let me die?!”

“I don’t care whether you’re dead or alive.”

Jian Ruoyun was in complete despair now.

The caretakers of Shangde Peak came over and took him away.

Yuan Qijing looked at Jing Jiu, waiting for him to speak.

As the sect master, Jing Jiu had to say something.

At the very least, he needed to review the past and provide a plan for the future.

“Everything stays the same,” said Jing Jiu.

The Green Mountain disciples were listening carefully.

“That’s it,” Jing Jiu said.

Was the speech over?

Jing Jiu had spoken his mind.

He had never been a sect master before.

Liu Ci had done a good job.

So, it was convenient and safe to follow what Liu Ci had done.

It was also easy this way.

Having said that, Yuan Qijing stepped onto his sword, heading toward Shangde Peak.

The disciples of Shangde Peak bowed to Jing Jiu hastily and caught up to Yuan Qijing.

The remaining peaks had done the same, departing on their swords.

The starlight shone on the small hut.

Jing Jiu sat in the chair while stroking the white cat.

“What other commands does Sect Master have?”

Jing Jiu was not upset.

Though Bai Rujing didn’t show any evident disrespect, his bowing was a bit too fast.

Moreover, he was to leave while Guo Nanshan was still reporting; was it appropriate?

Watching the back of this senior master, Gu Qing and Yuan Qü felt somewhat angry.

It was rather quiet on the peak top, so everybody could hear this sneer.

In the next moment, everybody had heard another sound.

His disciples such as Zhuo Rusui had inherited this habit of his Master’s.

“Why did you sneer?” demanded Jing Jiu while stroking the cat with his head lowered.

And…he had been stroking the cat the entire time.

Feeling the sensation of a pinch on his back, Ada howled once reflexively.

A powerful energy appeared on the peak top again, along with a violent wind.

It was at this moment that Gu Qing’s voice broke out.

It became quiet again on the peak top.

After that howling, Ada didn’t do anything else except glare at Jing Jiu resentfully.

Everyone was looking at the flying sword in the night sky.

Bai Rujing had a terrible look, as he cursed many times in his mind.

However, anyone would do the same reflexively when they faced imminent danger.

All disciples of Green Mountain knew this sword.

It was the Sword of the Universe!

Did Jing Jiu intend to fight against him save for humiliating and framing him?

What did the Sect Master intend to do?

What happened next proved that it was not a coincidence.

A flame appeared in the night sky again.

Seeing this, the bafflement showed in Zhuo Rusui’s eyes.

Failing to draw back his sword, Bai Rujing looked awful.

Jing Jiu stood up while holding the white cat.

A crisp wind whipped up on the top of Tianguang Peak.

Jing Jiu disappeared from the hut.

Bai Rujing squeezed two of his fingers as a sword and slashed forward with a shriek.

The figure of Jing Jiu reappeared in front of Bai Rujing.

Jing Jiu thrust his hand into the air in front of Bai Rujing.

Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!!

The noises of swords breaking rang out.

Boom!!!

The broken pieces of rocks and pine braches were everywhere in front of the cliff.

It was quiet on the peak top.