In the void, Mu Cangming stood with his hands behind his back. His black robes and long black hair billowed in the winds stirred by the power of the void.
The other Heavenly Venerates had already departed. Only Mu Cangming remained.
His gaze was cast into the void, as though he were looking toward some unknown place, utterly absorbed.
The void rippled, and True Lord Yunhe appeared within it. He seemed to stand atop a placid surface of water, faint spatial ripples spreading out beneath him as he looked toward Mu Cangming.
"Master!"
Yunhe suppressed the unease in his heart and bowed respectfully.
Mu Cangming slowly turned to look at Yunhe, who was bowing before him, and said in an unhurried voice, "Yunhe, rise!"
Only then did Yunhe slowly straighten, still respectful, standing with his head lowered and not daring the slightest presumption.
"Yunhe, are you dissatisfied with your master's arrangements?" Mu Cangming's voice carried through the void. Yunhe's body stiffened slightly; he had not expected his master to summon him over this matter.
Mu Cangming had always acted with overwhelming force and few words, rarely offering explanations.
His eyes reddened slightly as he said respectfully, "Your disciple does not dare conceal this from Master. At first, I was somewhat dissatisfied and could not understand it. But afterward, I did understand. Master's arrangement was right. For the Tianli Sect as it stands today, Fang Mo is the most suitable choice!"
"Oh? You understood? Tell me, then—why is Fang Mo the most suitable?"
Mu Cangming lifted his eyes slightly and looked at Yunhe.
Yunhe said respectfully, "If we speak only of seniority, the one suited to succeed to the position of First Vice Sect Master would not be this disciple. At the very least, Cen Feng, Huolian, Houtu, and the other