Void Mountain, Elder Residence.
Ever since the bell from Dao Discussion Mountain had pierced through the clouds, crossed layer upon layer of mountains, and reached Void Mountain, the Void Gate Sect Master had felt an inexplicable restlessness.
He cultivated himself and nurtured his character; his temperament had always been calm and composed.
But ever since the sect reforms began and the Dao Discussion Assembly was held, his heart had scarcely known peace, constantly rising and falling with Void Gate's ranking, anxious and unsettled.
Void Gate's rise or fall hung by a thread.
No matter how calm his disposition, he could not possibly remain unmoved.
Nor did he wish to bear an eternal infamy and become the "sinner" who led Void Gate from prosperity into decline.
He understood now: only when one had nothing to do could one remain calm.
When something truly happened, even an immortal would be unable to stay composed.
In the Elder Residence, Elder Xun was drinking tea.
He was a Void Insight Ancestor and had to remain behind to guard the mountain gate. Ordinarily, he would not leave, and the grand occasion of the Dao Discussion Assembly was no exception.
At this moment, Elder Xun drank his tea with the serenity of an old Buddha.
The Void Gate Sect Master sighed.
At a time like this, he was still drinking tea. How could the old ancestor possibly swallow that tea...
Could it be...
A thought stirred in the Void Gate Sect Master's heart, and he asked, "Old ancestor, have you made some sort of arrangement?"
Elder Xun raised his brows slightly but said nothing.
After pondering for a moment, the Void Gate Sect Master frowned. "That slot... you gave it to... that child?"
Though Elder Xun had concealed it well, he was the Sect Master. Since