"I say, Brother Baihe, why had you suddenly become unable to see reason?"
Fang Mo pushed aside the surrounding cultivators and said to Daoist Baihe, "Since the sect master left you an inheritance, you should at least go back and claim it..."
"Hmm?"
Baihe looked over at the sound. Upon seeing Fang Mo, he sighed. "Sigh, Brother Fang, don't tease me. I ceased being a cultivator of the Nine Heavens Refining Together Sect long ago..."
"Senior Brother Baihe, don't say such things!"
"Don't take the medicine, Uncle-Master Baihe!"
"This humble one has always believed that only Elder Baihe is worthy of the sect master's position!"
"Senior Baihe, please do not belittle yourself so..."
Before Fang Mo could say anything, the cultivators around them hurriedly began persuading him. Their assorted voices mingled together, turning the entire hall into a chaotic uproar.
"Stop trying to persuade me. My mind is made up."
No matter how the others tried to convince him, Baihe remained unexpectedly resolute. Flicking his sleeve, he said, "Here, I need not consider such complicated matters, nor engage in schemes and intrigues. I can devote myself wholly to studying the Dao of artifact refinement... What is more, I have a close friend here who understands me."
"You absolutely must not, Uncle-Master Baihe!"
The cultivators from the Nine Heavens Refining Together Sect became anxious upon hearing this. "The Nine Heavens Refining Together Sect is already in complete chaos. Several elders are fighting over the sect master's position... If you do not return, something terrible will happen!"
"That may be true, but there are no longer any ties between the Nine Heavens Refining Together Sect and me."
Daoist Baihe slowly shook his head again. "You may not know this, but I have not been as happy and carefree as I am now