Ignoring the dispute between the two factions, Ning Qingyu turned his gaze to the assembled Bu-generation disciples and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"
Li Mu knew the question was aimed at him. On the surface, ten people were competing for the position of successor to the sect leader, but in reality, only he had a chance. The others were destined to be nothing more than foils.
Before he could speak, Yao Buzhou answered first, "Disciple has no objection. A two-thirds threshold is just right. It perfectly shows that the choice has the support of the masses."
Clearly, he knew he had no hope left at all. It was just that the Qi Sect line had invested heavily in nurturing him, and for the interests of the Qi Sect line, he had no choice but to step forward.
Even knowing full well that unless some heaven-sent genius was born among the Qi Sect later, this kind of obstruction could never last, Yao Buzhou still had to do it.
This was both an explanation to himself and an explanation to the many elders of the sect who supported him.
Li Mu frowned and was just about to step forward when Zhou Qingyun spoke first. "Sect Leader, I have a question. What if someone abstains? What if someone supports multiple people at the same time?
"After all, the ten people present are all elites of our Mount Hua Sect. Put any one of them in the jianghu, and they would be first-rate. No matter who is chosen as sect leader, none of them would be a poor choice.
"Abstaining or supporting multiple people would both be understandable. Why not simply count the votes against? As long as the opposition does not exceed one-third, it counts as passed. How about it?