Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well! Hundred-thousand-year Immortal Herbs! Everyone's hearts pounded wildly, their eyes going wide. Those legendary things really existed? And Zichuan had found them?
"Not only that," Du Busi said even more loudly, his voice carrying unquestionable certainty.
"Zichuan possesses immense fortune and is one favored by destiny! He is not only the future of our Body Sect, but also our only hope of restoring the Body Sect's glory, even surpassing Shrek and reaching the very pinnacle!"
He looked at Zichuan with utmost solemnity. "With such great merit and such potential, what is wrong with naming him the Sect Master's successor? If anyone objects, step forward and let this old man see whether your bones are harder than the opportunity Zichuan has brought to the sect!"
His words struck the ground like thunder, carrying the majesty and dominance of a peak Rank 98 Super Douluo, crushing all doubts.
Especially the key phrases "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 of everyone's confusion.
So that was it! Zichuan had rendered such an unparalleled service to the sect! He had discovered a legendary treasure land and even found Immortal Herbs capable of helping the Sect Master break through!
With contributions like that, let alone naming him a successor—even if they immediately gave him the position of Young Sect Master, no one could utter a word of objection!
After all, without Zichuan, the Sect Master might never have any hope of reaching Rank 99, and the sect would lose a pillar that held up the heavens!
At that moment, Zichuan also understood Du Busi's intentions. His teacher was using this method to tie him completely to the Body Sect, and was also using the Sect Master's authority to pave his way and clear away potential future obstacles.
A warm current and deep gratitude rose in his heart. His teacher's protection and trust in him were truly without reservation.
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 already experienced so much that his composure far surpassed that of his peers. Even under the gazes of the entire sect, he showed not the slightest hint of timidity.
He scratched his head, revealing a somewhat bashful yet utterly sincere smile. In a clear voice, he said, "Teacher, you honor me too greatly. Zichuan does not dare accept it. The position of Sect Master bears enormous responsibility, and I am still young. I fear I may not be equal to it. However..."
His tone shifted as he brushed 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.
Each box and bottle bore a small label listing the Immortal Herb's name and its general effects.
Strange medicinal fragrances—some blazing hot, some icy cold, some fresh, some rich—instantly spread through the air. The vast energy contained within them moved everyone! Merely catching a trace of the scent made their spirits stir, while their Soul Power faintly grew active.
"By chance, Zichuan gained something from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well." Zichuan pointed at the jade boxes and bottles, his voice carrying clearly through the valley.
"Here are three fruit-bearing cuttings of Earth Dragon Golden Melon, which can greatly strengthen the physique and defenses of earth-attribute Soul Masters; three bottles of condensed Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, which can aid in training one's eyesight and spiritual power; five sections of Ink Jade Divine Bamboo shoots,
which contain sharp sword energy and are suitable for sword-type Martial Souls; one bottle of Primordial Immortal Herb seeds, which can assist in condensing a Soul Core and strengthening one's foundation; as well as some other supportive Immortal Herb leaves and fruits suitable for Soul Grandmasters and Soul Elders..."
He listed them as though reciting treasures from memory. Every name he spoke made everyone's hearts pound.
These were all legendary Immortal Herbs! Any one of them would be enough to cause a bloody storm outside! Yet Zichuan had brought out so many!
"I cannot use all these Immortal Herbs alone." Seeing the uncontrollable yearning 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 may decide exactly how they should be distributed.
My idea is to prioritize fellow disciples who have contributed to the sect and earned merit, as well as gifted disciples who need resources to break through their bottlenecks. I hope these Immortal Herbs can help everyone become stronger and make our Body Sect even more powerful!"
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Everyone stared blankly at the jade boxes and bottles floating in the air, then at the small figure before them, whose face was filled with sincerity as he spoke of donating such heaven-shaking wealth to the sect without asking for anything in return.
If some still harbored a trace of unwillingness or doubt after Du Busi had announced Zichuan as the successor,
then Zichuan's actions and words were the final heavy hammer, smashing those thoughts to pieces. In their place came incomparable shock, emotion, and... wild joy!
He had discovered the treasure land and found the Immortal Herbs, yet instead of using them himself, he had first thought of the Sect Master and the sect!
He had brought out so many precious Immortal Herbs not to win people over, but because he sincerely hoped everyone in the sect could improve! What kind of breadth of heart was this? What kind of sincerity?
Of course he deserved to be the Sect Master's successor! No, of course he deserved to become the Sect Master one day!
With such a monstrously talented, broad-minded backbone who always thought of the sect, how could the Body Sect 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 not to allow it! These three arms of mine aren't just for show!"
Even the elder who had previously raised objections, whose arms hung past his knees, now had his beard trembling wildly with excitement as he shouted, "This old man is convinced! Young Master Zichuan, I am utterly convinced!"
Long Aotian watched Zichuan, who was surrounded by everyone's enthusiasm and seemed somewhat at a loss, and the final trace of complexity in his eyes vanished. In its place was pure admiration and acknowledgment.
He stepped forward and firmly patted Zichuan's shoulder. "Zichuan, I, Long Aotian, am convinced. From now on, we will make the Body Sect renowned across the continent together!"
Du Busi looked at the fervent scene before him, at Zichuan surrounded by fellow disciples who truly cherished him, and a hearty, immensely delighted laugh rose from the bottom of his heart.
"Hahaha! Good! Good! Now that is a fine lad of the Body Sect! That is my, Du Busi's, fine disciple!"
Zichuan was surrounded by everyone's enthusiasm. Hearing the sincere cries of "Junior Brother Zichuan" and "Young Master Zichuan," feeling the excitement and goodwill written across their faces, his heart felt warm—though he was also a little torn between laughter and tears.
Ah... I only wanted to share a few things, build some goodwill, and deal with the Immortal Herbs I couldn't use anyway.
Why did it feel like... I would be able to swagger through the entire sect from now on? Was this the beginning of being spoiled by the whole sect?
Still... it didn't seem so bad?
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the God of Destruction gave a lazy snort. "At least those fools have some sense. But kid, you did well. You have this god's style. My things—I can 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 take a great leap forward. His teacher was about to break through to Rank 99, giving the sect a true stabilizing pillar. He had also smoothly become the successor, securing his position.
Then next... it was time to settle down, properly digest the gains of the past half year, and prepare for that agreed-upon moment.
Twelve years—no, there were only about five years left until that point.
Five years later, in the Far North, that Big Bug which had slept for a million years and was preparing to find someone for its sacrifice...
A gleam of anticipation flashed through Zichuan's eyes.
Mine, mine, it's all mine.
Old Zi had said it.
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