Ling Tian disliked managing sect affairs. If it weren't for Lingyun and Old Man Ling, he wouldn't have taken over as master of Lingxiao Pavilion, much less taken over as master of Fengyun Pavilion. Now that Feng Lingzi, Feng Ying, and the others had once again successfully reversed their golden cores and gained abundant vitality, he naturally didn't need to take over as pavilion master. That thought had brought him considerable relief.
In Ling Tian's mind, Feng Lingzi and the others could live for a long time yet. They might even have a chance to break free from the Lord of the Universe's constraints and advance to the Saint level. In that case, he wouldn't need to take over as master of Fengyun Pavilion at all. Even if Feng Lingzi and the others couldn't do that, by then Wu Ling would have made a name for himself in the God Realm and would be fully capable of taking over as pavilion master. They might even have time to train more talented disciples to succeed them.
Unexpectedly, Feng Lingzi and the others had come to the western region of the God Realm this time intending to pass the pavilion master's position on to him. They'd also given a good reason: Feng Lingzi and the others needed to focus on improving their strength in preparation for the future. For cultivators, that was the more important matter.
Ling Tian was clever, too, and naturally knew what Feng Lingzi meant by "the future"—they had to prepare for the final tribulation, which would let them break free from the Lord of the Universe's constraints.
Every cultivator trained to improve their strength in order to break free from the Lord of the Universe's constraints. Feng Lingzi and the others were undoubtedly the cultivators most likely to