Loyalty? Conscience? What were they worth?
As long as he obtained Su Xin, the Seven Desires Evil Monk, and the inheritances of those two Spirit Transformation great cultivators, he would surely reach Void Refinement this time. From then on, he would no longer need to "breathe through another's nose."
"The position of sect master—did you think your senior brother truly did not want it? Your aptitude was better than mine, so it was one thing for Master to pass it to you. But what qualifications did that brat Nan Hengzi have to inherit the sect master's throne?"
Yin Xuanyuan's expression was sinister. With one hand, he grabbed at the air and seized the storage bracelet on Su Xin's wrist. At the same time, in the tone of a victor, he calmly spoke these words.
Within the Azure Spirit Sect, the position of sect master not only meant wielding the great power of an entire sect and standing above tens of thousands—it also meant being the "first priority" in the sect's future cultivation of Void Refinement cultivators.
All other cultivators had to stand aside.
That included even Nan Hengzi, his senior uncle of greater seniority.
Thus, in his eyes, this alone gave him sufficient reason to "rebel."
Now, even Heaven was helping him. Favored by fate, so long as he snuffed out a little of his conscience, he could embark upon a completely different and far broader immortal path than before...
So why not do it?
As his words fell.
Su Xin remained silent, seemingly disdaining to argue—or perhaps powerless to argue.
She merely raised her head and cast a long, deep look in a certain distant direction.
Unexpectedly, Su Xin's attitude completely ignited Yin Xuanyuan's fury.
Smack!
A crisp slap suddenly rang out.
The next moment, a red handprint swiftly