Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain.
The Holy Firmament Hall was rather lively at the moment.
Fish Elder looked around. Besides Dao Xuanji, there were quite a few young people: Bei Bei, Xi, Ao Sheng, Fangfang, and the rest.
It had been a long time since the Holy Firmament Hall had seen so many young people.
In the past, it had been full of middle-aged men and old fogeys, all looking decrepit and senile, occupying posts while drawing pay. But at the very least, when push came to shove, they could shoulder responsibility, right?
This lot now...
Fish Elder found it hard to put into words.
There was always that contradictory feeling of lush vitality coupled with a dearth of talent.
So this was the "complete blood change" Dao Qiongchang had talked about? Yes, Holy Mountain had indeed undergone a complete blood change from top to bottom. Not one member of the older generation was in sight; they had all been replaced with new faces.
But...
Could they be used? The newcomers did not slack off. Every last one of them was brimming with drive and wanted to accomplish great things!
But if this bunch were tossed down the mountain, would Xu Xiaoshou not smash them all to pieces with two bam bam punches by himself? Fish Elder had the distinct feeling that Dao Qiongchang had conned him.
Yet when he had proposed this "complete blood change" idea, the old Ten-Person Council had passed it unanimously.
Wonderful! Thinking of that, Fish Elder looked over again...
It was absurd. Not one member of the old Ten-Person Council remained!
They had all voted themselves out of existence! It was not merely that the people were gone—even the things that had been were nowhere to be seen.
Back when that brat Dao was around, the Holy