What was the most wonderful day?
For Lin Bei, perhaps it was spending it with a whole crowd of beauties; for Lackey Yi, perhaps it was having rare delicacies for all three meals; for an iron-eating beast, perhaps it was having spirit plants piled before it...
But for High Person Wenyuan, that day was today.
"Chu Liang has broken through to the eighth realm and become a Dao Master of Creation."
"Thanks to him turning the tide, Venerable Myriad Laws has been eliminated."
"Empress Feng intimidated the gathered heroes and seized Shushan's second divine artifact, the Yutian Ring."
One piece of good news followed another. The curve of High Person Wenyuan's lips went from a slight bend, to something he could no longer suppress, to soaring straight into the heavens.
What could make a Shushan Sect leader who had diligently labored for over a century happier than this? Absolutely nothing.
The crisis of the Nine Provinces had been lifted, Shushan's position as the foremost immortal sect was secure, and the new generation of young people could guarantee at least another two hundred years of glory. Having suffered for most of his life, Wenyuan was almost moved to tears of joy—fortunately, the triumphant Empress Feng broke through his emotions.
"With you master and disciple, Shushan is truly blessed," he said to Empress Feng with feeling. "Who would have thought that Silver Sword Peak had only the two of you, yet both could render such great merit?"
"My disciple truly deserves the greatest credit for killing Myriad Laws this time." Empress Feng smiled and waved a hand. "But I really did not contribute much."
"You seized the Yutian Ring and gave the sect another divine artifact. How is that not a heaven-shaking achievement?" the Elder of Sword Transmission said from the side.