"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures."
"Once Mo Wentian dies, the Heavenly Demon Sect's infighting will intensify, leaving them unable to reach their claws into the South Sea for at least a century."
Li Yunjing cut him off, his gaze flashing like lightning. "This is a solution that will end the problem once and for all!"
He tapped a fingertip lightly, and a map of the South Sea appeared on the desk. "On the night of the full moon in four days, Mo Wentian will lead his trusted followers to Soul-Severing Reef to seize the so-called Soul-Devouring Cauldron."
Hearing Li Yunjing's explanation, the Grand Elders were swayed. His reasoning seemed sound.
If they truly killed a young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it would be a meritorious deed.
That was a good thing!
Seeing that no one had any further objections, Li Yunjing breathed a long sigh of relief inwardly.
With so many Grand Elders present, if a considerable number truly opposed him, even the Sect Leader would have to shelve certain decisions, let alone a Vice Sect Leader like him.
The Divine Firmament Dao Sect was not ruled by one voice!
Nor was the Grand Elder Council merely for show!
When something important arose, everyone still had to gather and discuss it.
As for whose decisions carried more weight?
That was still the Sect Leader!
Many Grand Elders were unwilling to participate too much in the sect's decision-making. Such time-consuming trifles wasted their precious cultivation time.
Ming Lingchuan was one such example. Seeing that Li Yunjing had come into his own, he immediately handed the acting sect leader's position over to him.
Ming Lingchuan himself then went into seclusion to cultivate.
Though Li Yunjing nominally oversaw everything now, he still had to respect collective decisions.
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