Yinlan Palace stood amid the mountain ranges behind Qiankun Sect, where spiritual energy was at its richest.
Although Lin Langtian had now been exceptionally promoted by Gan Tian to Vice Sect Master, the place within the sect to which he felt the deepest attachment was still Yinlan Palace.
Thus, after returning to the sect, Yinlan Palace was the first place he settled.
He also wanted to ask Jiang Yinlan what had happened in Qiankun Sect during the year or so he had been away.
Jiang Yinlan was naturally aloof, peerlessly beautiful, fair in her dealings, and meticulous in thought. Although Lin Langtian had been gone for nearly two years, she had managed Yinlan Palace in perfect order and earned the support of its people.
Yet at this moment, outside the main hall of Yinlan Palace, the atmosphere was taut with killing intent.
"Palace Master Jiang, Yinlan Palace has grown large and prosperous. I intend to share some of Palace Master Jiang's burdens. Has Palace Master Jiang already chosen someone for the position of Vice Palace Master? If there is no suitable candidate, this seat would like to recommend myself. I hope Palace Master Jiang will grant my request."
A sinister-looking middle-aged man in a crimson robe stood with his hands behind his back. His aura was vast as the sea, and he was shockingly at the Ninth Grade Supreme Peak.
More than a dozen cultivators with considerable auras stood behind him. They were all newcomers who had joined Qiankun Sect Yinlan Palace over the past half year. Each wore a cold sneer, faintly encircling Jiang Yinlan and several elders loyal to her.
Jiang Yinlan wore a plain white gown, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall. Her peerlessly beautiful face showed not the slightest ripple, but the chill in her