Sharing the Immortal Herbs, the Entire Sect Enters Seclusion!

Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well! Hundred-thousand-year immortal herbs! Everyone's hearts pounded wildly, and their eyes went wide. Those legendary things actually existed? And Zichuan had found them?

"Not only that," Du Busi's voice rang out even more forcefully, carrying an unquestionable certainty.

"Zichuan bears great fortune and is a man favored by fate! He is not only the future of our Body Sect, but also our only hope of restoring the Body Sect to its former glory, even surpassing Shrek and reaching the very pinnacle!"

He looked at Zichuan, his gaze incomparably solemn. "With such tremendous merit and such potential, what is wrong with naming him the sect master's successor? If anyone refuses to accept it, step forward. Let this old man see whether your bones are as hard as the opportunity Zichuan has brought to the sect!"

His words struck the ground like iron, carrying the authority and dominance of a peak Rank 98 Super Douluo, crushing all doubts into silence.

Especially the keywords "Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well," "hundred-thousand-year immortal herbs," and "help the sect master break through" landed like heavy hammers, shattering the last traces of confusion in everyone's hearts.

So that was it! Zichuan had rendered such an unparalleled service to the sect! He had discovered a legendary treasure ground and even found immortal herbs that could help the sect master break through!

With contributions like that, let alone naming him as successor, even if they immediately seated him as Young Sect Master, no one could utter a single objection!

After all, without Zichuan, the sect master might never have any hope of reaching Rank 99 in his lifetime, and the sect would lose a pillar capable of holding up the heavens!

At that moment, Zichuan also understood Du Busi's intentions. His teacher was using this method to bind him completely to the Body Sect. He was also using the sect master's authority to pave the way for him and clear away possible future obstacles.

Warmth and gratitude surged through his heart. His teacher's protection and trust in him truly held nothing back.

Seeing that everyone had been subdued, Du Busi nodded in satisfaction and looked at Zichuan. "Zichuan, do you have anything to say?"

Zichuan took a deep breath, walked to Du Busi's side, and faced the crowd.

Though he was young, he had experienced so much that his temperament had long surpassed that of his peers. Even under the gaze of the entire sect, he showed no trace of timidity.

He scratched his head, revealing a somewhat shy yet utterly sincere smile. "Teacher thinks too highly of me. Zichuan does not deserve it. The position of sect master carries tremendous responsibility, and I am still young. I fear I would be unable to shoulder it. However..."

His tone shifted as he swept a hand across the storage Soul Tool at his waist. Instantly, dozens of jade boxes and jade bottles of varying sizes and materials appeared out of thin air, floating before him.

Every box and bottle bore a small label listing the immortal herb's name and approximate effects.

Strange medicinal fragrances—some scorching, some icy, some fresh, some rich—instantly spread through the air. The vast energy contained within them moved everyone present! Merely catching a trace of the scent made their spirits brighten, while their Soul Power faintly stirred.

"By luck, I obtained some gains at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well." Zichuan pointed at the jade boxes and bottles, his clear voice carrying through the valley.

"There are three fruits from the Earth Dragon Golden Melon offshoot, which can greatly strengthen the physique and defense of earth-attribute Soul Masters; three bottles of condensed dew from the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, which can aid the cultivation of eyesight and spiritual power; five sections of Ink Jade Divine Bamboo shoots,

which contain sharp sword qi and are suitable for sword-type martial souls; one bottle of Primordial Immortal Grass seeds, which can assist in condensing a Soul Core and strengthening one's foundation; as well as some other supplementary immortal herb branches, leaves, and fruits suitable for Soul Grandmasters and Soul Elders..."

He recited them as though listing treasures from his own home. Every name he announced made everyone's hearts pound once more.

These were all legendary immortal herbs! Any one of them could cause bloody turmoil outside! Yet Zichuan had brought out so many!

"I cannot use all these immortal herbs by myself." Seeing the irrepressible desire and excitement in everyone's eyes, Zichuan spoke sincerely.

"So, I want to take them out and hand them over to the sect as rewards for senior brothers, senior sisters, elders, and stewards who have contributed to the sect. Teacher and the elders can decide how they should be distributed.

My idea is to give priority to fellow disciples who have contributed or rendered meritorious service to the sect, as well as disciples with outstanding talent who need resources to overcome their bottlenecks. I hope these immortal herbs can help everyone grow stronger and make our Body Sect even more powerful!"

Silence.

Dead silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the jade boxes and bottles floating in the air, then at the small figure wearing such a sincere expression as he spoke of freely contributing such heaven-shaking wealth to the sect.

If Du Busi's earlier announcement that Zichuan would be his successor had still left a trace of unwillingness or doubt in some people's hearts,

then Zichuan's actions and words at that moment were like a final heavy hammer, smashing those thoughts to pieces. In their place came incomparable shock, emotion, and... wild delight!

He had discovered the treasure ground and found the immortal herbs, yet instead of using them for himself, he first thought of the sect master and the sect!

He had taken out so many precious immortal herbs not to win people over, but because he sincerely hoped that everyone in the sect could become better! What kind of generosity was that? What kind of sincerity?

Of course he deserved to be the sect master's successor! No, of course he deserved to become sect master in the future!

With such a heaven-defying genius at their core—broad-minded and always thinking of the sect—how could the Body Sect possibly fail to prosper?!

After a brief silence, earth-shaking cheers and shouts erupted!

"Junior Brother Zichuan! Well done!"

"The sect master is wise! Junior Brother Zichuan should be the successor!"

"Who the hell dares oppose Junior Brother Zichuan? I, Wang Long-Arm, will be the first to refuse! These three arms of mine aren't just for decoration!"

Even the elder who had raised objections earlier, the one whose arms hung past his knees, was trembling so hard that his beard shook wildly. He shouted, "This old man is convinced! Young Master Zichuan, I am completely convinced!"

Long Aotian watched Zichuan, who was surrounded by the crowd's enthusiasm and seemed somewhat at a loss, and the last trace of complexity in his eyes vanished. What replaced it was pure admiration and acknowledgment.

He stepped forward, patted Zichuan heavily on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Zichuan, I, Long Aotian, acknowledge you. From now on, we'll make the Body Sect renowned across the continent together!"

Du Busi looked at the fervent scene before him, at everyone giving their wholehearted allegiance, and at Zichuan, sincerely beloved by his fellow disciples and surrounded at the center. A hearty, utterly delighted laugh spread across his rugged face.

"Hahahaha! Good! Good! This is the fine son of the Body Sect! This is the fine disciple of Du Busi!"

Zichuan was surrounded by everyone's enthusiasm. Listening to the sincere cries of "Junior Brother Zichuan" and "Young Master Zichuan" around him, and feeling the excitement and goodwill written across every face, his heart warmed. At the same time, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Uh... I only wanted to share some things, earn a little goodwill, and deal with the immortal herbs I couldn't use anyway.

Why does it feel like... I'll be able to swagger through the entire sect from now on? Is this the pace of getting spoiled by the whole sect?

Still... it doesn't seem too bad?

Within the Sea of Consciousness, the God of Destruction gave a lazy snort. "At least these people know what's good for them. But kid, you did well. You have this god's style. My things—I give them to whoever I want. No one gets to interfere."

Zichuan smiled but said nothing. As he looked at the lively scene before him, his thoughts had already drifted far away.

Once the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were distributed, the Body Sect's overall strength would surely experience a leap. His teacher was about to break through to Rank 99, giving the sect a true stabilizing pillar. He had also smoothly become the successor, and his status was secure.

Then next... it was time to settle down, properly digest the gains of the past half year, and prepare for that promised moment.

Twelve years—no, there were roughly five years left until that moment.

Five years later, in the Far North, that Big Bug that had slept for a million years and was preparing to find someone to sacrifice itself to...

A gleam of anticipation flashed through Zichuan's eyes.

Mine, mine, all mine.

Old Zi had said it.