Lend a Hand

Lin Fei swept his smiling gaze over Hang Xiuwen, Su Xiuwan, and the others.

Looking at the young man before them, Hang Xiuwen and Su Xiuwan both felt a chill run down their backs.

Especially upon seeing Huyan Cen and Gongsun Ji reduced to Corpse Puppets.

It made the two of them deeply wary.

Though the person they had pledged allegiance to was Yun Zheyue, they still felt as if Lin Fei had them firmly in his grasp.

"I have no objections."

"This suggestion is excellent and only proper. Su Xiuwan pays respects to Sect Master Yun."

The other elders of the Water Mirror Sect and Phantom Moon Sect also bowed in salute.

"Greetings, Sect Master Yun!"

For a moment, Yun Zheyue felt as though she were floating on air.

In the blink of an eye, she had become the sect master of an immortal cultivation force.

The enormity of this change in status left her somewhat unable to adjust.

"Esteemed seniors..."

Lin Fei spoke up to remind her.

"Junior Sister Yun, as the sect master, you must carry yourself with the bearing and authority of one. There must be distinctions between superiors and subordinates."

Yun Zheyue understood what Lin Fei meant. She lifted her chin and straightened her back, adopting a cold and proud expression.

"You may rise!"

"Deputy Sect Masters Hang Xiuwen and Su Xiuwan, from this day onward, there will be no more Water Mirror Sect or Phantom Moon Sect—only Water Moon Grotto-Heaven."

"Once you return, consolidate the sect personnel and resources, then relocate the sects here."

Hang Xiuwen hesitated somewhat.

"Sect Master Yun, I suggest that we refrain from dismantling the mountain gates of the Water Mirror Sect and Phantom Moon Sect for now."

"First, our two sects have existed for a long time and have