"The Pope's authority is not unlimited," Qian Daoliu said sternly. "Pope, since you cannot handle this matter properly, leave it to me."
"The world will only know who this cultivation technique came from and why it was made public through Spirit Hall. They will know it as the Pope's achievement, and they will know the names of those who contributed. They will not know a single thing about me or the High Priests."
"I can yield and tolerate you in other matters. But in something like this... Pope, I advise you to conduct yourself properly." Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh.
Aside from fathering that beast Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu had truly made no other mistakes in his life. He was even somewhat rigid, perfectly fitting the image of the upright gentleman in the saying, "A gentleman may be deceived by propriety."
Though he usually stayed out of affairs, Qian Daoliu was not actually dead. There was no way he could remain unresponsive to something this major.
If that useless Yu Xiaogang's name were allowed to appear on it for no reason while he did nothing, Qian Daoliu felt that he would develop inner demons even while cultivating. He would be afraid to return to Elder Hall in case the Angel God's statue fell over and crushed him to death.
Damn it, if you wanted to claim credit for yourself, that was expected. Though it was shameless, it was still understandable.
To put it bluntly, even if you wanted to add your own name, it would be shameless but still barely acceptable. Whether you could pull it off was another matter, but at least there was a reason: you craved fame and vanity.
But Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang...
That thing whose Martial Soul was farting, just because of old