After hearing about the Chat Group's terror and mystery, the Qingyun Sect higher-ups began discussing its pros and cons.
Some felt that the Chat Group had mysterious origins and even contained demons, which meant it definitely was not a righteous organization and had to be handled carefully.
Others believed that the people in the Chat Group were too powerful for the Qingyun Sect to handle, and that they should gather righteous experts from across the world to face them together.
Of course, among those wary of the Chat Group's power, there were naturally also those hoping to use it to obtain opportunities.
True Person Daoxuan watched the various peak leaders argue until their faces were red, like vegetable vendors haggling in a mortal marketplace. Where was the calm composure expected of cultivators who had attained the Dao?
"Quiet, all of you! What kind of conduct is this, making such a racket? It is utterly beneath your status!"
With the sect leader's intimidation, everyone finally fell silent.
Clap, clap, clap...
Hearing the applause, True Person Daoxuan frowned and looked toward a corner of the main hall, where he discovered a young man sitting.
"Who are you? How did you appear in our Qingyun Sect's main hall?"
Upon discovering a stranger, everyone took out their magical treasures.
This was an important meeting of the Qingyun Sect. They had clearly dismissed all the insignificant disciples beforehand.
Moreover, this man was dressed strangely and did not appear to be wearing the Qingyun Sect uniform.
Most importantly, no one knew how long he had been here, yet he had not made the slightest sound.
"Weren't you discussing the Chat Group earlier? I may be unworthy, but I am its Group Leader."
Dao Xuan was somewhat embarrassed. He had not expected that after all their discussion,