The Confucian Sage gently raised a hand. "Precisely so. Clear them out!"
"Just as it should be!" The Law Sage lifted a hand, and a massive Law Cleaver appeared out of thin air. With a hiss, the fourth deputy palace master was sliced into two.
Blood was seen upon the sacred altar for the first time.
Everyone present turned pale.
Only now did they understand that competing for the position of palace master came at a price. One misstep, and it meant death and the dispersal of one's Dao.
The Law Sage slowly lowered his gaze. "In the past, there was one principal and four deputies, five palace masters in total. Upon review, all have been found unqualified. The opportunity should be left to the three pavilions and the masters of the Forty-one Palaces. Palace masters, are any of you willing to contend for this high position?"
The hearts of all forty-four people pounded wildly.
For the first time in their lives, the position of palace master was so close to them.
And it was a brand-new position of palace master, one wielding the greatest actual authority.
Who would not want it?
But who dared take it?
To want it meant approaching the Sacred Path Heart Cleansing. The truest side of one's heart would be laid completely bare.
At best, such exposure would ruin one's literary reputation. The palace master and the first three deputy palace masters had proved that with their own bodies.
At worst, it meant death and the dispersal of one's Dao. The fourth deputy palace master's corpse still lay where it had fallen.
Luo Wuxin slowly raised his eyes. His hair drifted softly in the wind, but he did not take that step.
The Ink Palace Master beside him had lips that trembled slightly, but they