The Next Sect Master

Feng Baiyu's voice came from within the Daoist temple.

"I summoned you here because I intended to distribute the Void Spirit-Condensing Pills among the three of you."

"Now that Elder Yan has recovered her cultivation, leave hers for someone else."

"Elder Meng, Elder Jiang, one pill each. Restore your cultivation as soon as possible."

Mu Qianfan took out two pills, which flew into the hands of the two men.

Jiang Shengyang immediately bowed deeply, overwhelmed with emotion.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Meng Caichen, however, hesitated and did not accept it right away.

"Sect Master, I do not have much lifespan left. My chances of breaking through to the Void Insight Realm in the future are less than ten percent."

"Even if I take this pill and restore my cultivation, I can serve the sect for another two hundred years at most."

"It would be better to save this pill for younger Spirit Transformation Realm elders. They are the sect's future pillars."

Mu Qianfan clasped his hands, his face full of admiration.

"Elder Meng, how noble of you!"

Meng Caichen waved his hand and sighed.

"Ah, there is no need to praise me. This time, I burned my primordial spirit and depleted too much of my origin."

"My cultivation has fallen to the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Without a timely recovery of my origin, I can only linger on for another dozen years at most."

"The sect nurtured me, and this is all I can do for it."

Yan Qingcheng, Jiang Shengyang, and the other younger members were deeply moved.

Feng Baiyu's voice rang out.

"Elder Meng, you have served the sect for over two thousand eight hundred years and rendered great service. How could I treat you so poorly?"

"Precisely because you do not have much lifespan