In truth, Lu Bai still wore a kind smile as he said this.
Yet to the other Mahayana-stage cultivators, his words sent an inexplicable chill down their spines, as if an invisible hand had clamped tightly around their throats.
The Mahayana-stage cultivators present were all shrewd enough to understand the unspoken meaning behind Lu Bai's words.
The Sect Master of the Taishi Sect hurriedly declared, "Rest assured, Celestial Venerable. Since this is your decision, we naturally have no objections. Let me make this clear: if anyone dares to harbor ill intentions, I'll be the first to deal with them."
"Indeed. We shall follow the Primordial Venerable's decree."
"Daoist Yuan Zhong becoming the second-generation Celestial Venerable is also what everyone hopes to see."
The venerable experts present spoke one after another. They looked so eager that it was impossible to tell what they truly thought.
They didn't know that a deathmatch fighter like Lu Bai would leave the Deathmatch Arena once his objective was complete.
They had only guessed, based on Lu Bai's gesture of giving away the Immortal Dao Flower, that he might soon ascend, and was therefore arranging matters before he left.
Given that they knew nothing about deathmatch fighters, their guess was perfectly reasonable.
After all, Lu Bai was terrifyingly powerful. Cultivators of the same level seemed as helpless as infants before him. It would be unreasonable for someone like that to keep lingering in the mortal realm, wouldn't it?
With that in mind, the Mahayana-stage cultivators present naturally didn't dare provoke a quasi-True Immortal at a time like this. He might just casually kill them on his way out.
They could put up with the indignity for now. As long as Lu Bai ascended, they would still be renowned masters and patriarchs.
As for actually treating Daoist