"Palace Master!" The cultivators of Soaring Heavens Palace saw Lu Xiaotian return to camp. They each set down what they were doing and gazed at him with reverence.
"Get back to what you were doing." Lu Xiaotian returned to the first flying warship he had captured, his spirits low.
"Palace Master, there are still many matters within the palace that need handling. Here is your token." Lei Wantian was still wounded. The moment he saw Lu Xiaotian return, he hurried over. After all these years, seeing Lu Xiaotian again filled Lei Wantian with emotion.
"You'd best choose a deputy palace master. If you want me to appoint one, then you can take the position. Except during wartime, don't bring me any matters, big or small. As for the palace master's token, let the deputy palace master hold it."
Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, with no interest in managing Soaring Heavens Palace's trivial affairs.
Lei Wantian stood rooted to the spot. This was the first time he had seen such an unconventional palace master. With the entire palace's authority in his hands, a cultivator enjoyed far better treatment, in both resources and affairs, than ordinary cultivators. Yet while Lei Wantian was still stunned, Lu Xiaotian had already disappeared.
"Since the Palace Master is devoted to the Dao, don't bother him with palace affairs. He's already done more than enough for Soaring Heavens Palace," Chen Jinshan advised as he strode over.
"Although the deputy palace master is injured, the Palace Master has instructed him to oversee affairs. Let him make the decisions."
Lei Wantian glanced at Chen Jinshan. Just because he was a distant relative of the old ancestor, Chen Jinshan had let his reach stretch a little too far. The Palace Master had only just handed over his authority, and Chen