"You few are the strongest. From now on, you'll manage the sect's affairs together with Zhao Xiuyuan. When I'm not cultivating, I'll set aside some time to guide your cultivation. As for the ordinary, trivial matters, I don't have the energy to deal with too many of them," the Lotus Avatar said.
"Thank you, Sect Master!" Shao Hong, Liao Yuanshan, the Mei sisters, Zhao Xiuyuan, and the others were overjoyed. They hurriedly clasped their hands and bowed.
"Haha! I hear the Sect Master and True Immortal elders of the Thunderclap Immortal Sect are either dead, gravely wounded and fled, or missing. With the tiger gone from the mountain, the monkeys play king. What sort of minnows are these, trying to take advantage of the situation and seize the Thunderclap Immortal Sect for themselves?"
As Zhao Xiuyuan and the other immortals rejoiced, a hoarse laugh rolled toward them. To the immortals and cultivators of the Thunderclap Immortal Sect, it sounded like a drum booming in their ears. They felt a strange discomfort, as if something nauseating were lodged in their throats, threatening to come back up.
Those with weaker cultivation even turned pale. They were disciples of the Thunderclap Immortal Sect, and had all practiced at least some of its thunderclap arts, giving them a measure of resistance to sound-based attacks. Even so, they could not withstand the influence of a True Immortal.
"Who goes there? My sword does not slay nameless ghosts!" The Lotus Avatar let out a cold snort. Two waves of sound seemed to ripple together in midair, then annihilate each other. Only then did the Thunderclap Immortal Sect's disciples return to normal.
"What an arrogant brat! I advanced to True Immortal in the Earthblade Palace thousands of years ago, and no one in this region has ever