The Sect Master's Golden Seal Is Passed On, the Next Sect Master Chosen!

Daoist Chen Yuan's sleeves fluttered, a massive light screen appeared above the Heavenly Dao Platform, displaying countless images.

"Chen Changqing joined the Outer Sect my Mount Shu several years ago."

"From the very beginning of his time in the sect, he stood out with his astonishing comprehension and was exceptionally accepted as my Personal Disciple."

"Afterwards, he entered the Inner Sect, visited the Sword Graveyard, obtained the legacy left by the Sword Immortal of Mount Shu, swept aside his peers, and rose to become the Eleventh Sequence Holy Son!"

In the light screen, Chen Changqing's figure flashed as he drew his sword in the Sword Graveyard, eliciting gasps from countless young disciples.

Daoist Chen Yuan's voice continued to rise.

"The Great Chu Dynasty provoked him, and he killed the Chu Tian and seized his Immortal Artifact, the Blood Prison Mad Blade!"

" In the Hundred Dynasties War, he overpowered all the other prodigies, seized the Heavenly Strike Sword, and ascended to the position of the First Sequence Holy Son!"

"Afterwards, he traveled throughout the Nine Provinces, beheading Bai Yushan of the Beast Taming Sect, killing Mo Ye, the Holy Son of the Yin Yue Holy Dynasty, destroying Ji Ruqianxue of the Yi Hua Palace, and slaughtering Long Tian of the Ancient Dragon Clan, without a single defeat!"

With each word uttered, the gasps of amazement in the square grew louder.

Every single person killed was a top successor from one of the major powers in the Nine Provinces.

Any one of his achievements would be enough to make him famous in a region, and all of these achievements were attributed to Chen Changqing alone.

With a sudden flick of his sleeve, Daoist Chen Yuan froze the scene of the great battle in the Heavenly Void Secret Realm.

"Some time ago, the Orthodox Ten Great Sacred Lands gathered in the Heavenly Void Secret Realm Competition."

"Chen Changqing, representing Mount Shu, swept aside the top talents from various righteous sects, including the True Martial Immortal Sect, the Dao Sect, and the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, winning first place in the Secret Realm Competition!"

"This has brought unprecedented glory to our Mount Shu!"

"Such achievements, such combat power, who wouldn't be convinced? Who would dare to be convinced?!"

The sound was like a thunderclap.

Around the square, tens of thousands of young disciples had flushed faces, their hearts burning with passion.

In the Cultivation World, the strong prey on the weak, and the mighty are revered.

Chen Changqing's undefeated record along the way was entirely earned through the sheer force of his sword.

Daoist Chen Yuan stood at the very top of the Heavenly Dao Platform.

His purple Daoist robe fluttered in the wind, and his voice, accompanied by powerful Law Power, resounded throughout the Thirty-Six Main Peaks and Seventy-Two Spirit Peaks.

"Such a record, I ask you, which of the Mount Shu disciples present could match it?"

The square was silent.

Tens of thousands of the Inner Sect and Outer Sect disciples of Mount Shu looked at each other in bewilderment, even unconsciously lowering their breathing.

No one dared to speak, and no one was able to speak.

He slew the top successors of rival powers, swept through the Hundred Dynasties War, and even won the Champion in the Heavenly Void Secret Realm Competition.

Any one of these things would be enough for an ordinary genius to boast about for a lifetime.

Chen Changqing accomplished all of this within just a few years.

"It would be an honor for our Mount Shu to have such a person become Mount Shu next generation's Sect Master Successor."

Daoist Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the entire plaza.

"So, does any of you have any objections today?"

The sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The dozens of peak masters surrounding the plaza all lowered their heads.

Be opposed to?

Unless you've been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Two days ago, Zhao Wuji, the Deputy Peak Master of Punishment Peak, went to Evergreen Peak to test him, but was forced to kneel down and beg for mercy by Chen Changqing with just his domain aura.

Not to mention the terrifying vitality that had just broken through the barrier on the back mountain, which was clearly a great fortune brought by Evergreen Peak.

Anyone who dares to oppose it is courting disaster.

Just as the entire room fell silent.

Boom!

The sea of clouds deep in the sky began to churn violently.

The entire Mount Shu's defensive array emitted a deafening tremor.

A huge blue crack appeared in the Firmament.

An immense and unfathomable pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Heavenly Dao Platform.

What happened?

"Could it be that some foreign enemy dares to force their way through the mountain gate at this time?"

Several young Inner Sect True Disciple flustered and instinctively gripped the swords at their waists.

Daoist Chen Yuan and Bai Wuya beside him exchanged a glance, but their expressions showed no tension; instead, they exuded a sense of reverence.

The next moment.

A sky full of azure rays of light streamed down from the crack.

A figure dressed in a long emerald green robe stepped through the void, slowly descending from the clouds.

The man had white hair and beard, a jade-green Immortal Sword hanging diagonally at his waist, and profound Daoist patterns flowing around him.

"That's... the Ancestor Qingxiao of the Seventh Heavenly Palace!"

In the front row of the stage, a white-haired elder who had lived for thousands of years exclaimed in surprise, standing up abruptly in excitement.

"What? True Lord Qingxiao, one of the Nine Elders?"

"Rumor has it that the Nine Elders have been in seclusion in the back mountains for many years, never daring to emerge unless there is a calamity that will wipe out their entire clan. Yet today they have actually shown themselves!"

The square erupted in chaos.

Tens of thousands of disciples looked up in unison, gazing at the figure that seemed like Immortal descending to earth.

For the vast majority of ordinary disciples, the Nine Elders of Mount Shu are merely legends recorded in ancient texts.

That is the true Pillar of Stability Mount Shu.

Normally, let alone ordinary disciples, even the Peak Masters of the major Main Peaks would rarely see one once in a hundred years.

True Lord Qingxiao stepped on the azure clouds, and with one step he traversed a thousand feet of void, landing steadily in the very center of the Heavenly Dao Platform.

Daoist Chen Yuan immediately bowed in respect.

"Junior Chen Yuan pays respects to Martial Uncle Qingxiao."

Bai Wuya and Liu Ye, along with other high-ranking officials, bowed deeply in unison.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

The entire Heavenly Dao Square instantly fell to their knees.

"Greetings, Ancestor! May you enjoy boundless happiness and longevity!"

The shouts of tens of thousands of disciples converged into a wave, scattering the drifting clouds in the sky.

Chen Changqing stood to the side of the Heavenly Dao Platform, bowing slightly.

"Junior Chen Changqing greets Grand-Martial Uncle Qingxiao."

True Lord Qingxiao ignored the others and walked directly to Chen Changqing, looking him up and down with a face full of approval.

"Good lad, indeed you have the air of a sage."

True Lord Qingxiao chuckled, his voice clear and crisp like jade striking each other.

"I've come out of seclusion today, not to listen to those tedious formalities."

He turned around, facing the tens of thousands of disciples present, his expression becoming solemn.

"I have come by the decree of the First Ancestor to bestow this treasure and witness the ceremony."

Upon hearing this, the hearts of all the elders present skipped a beat.

The First Ancestor!

That's the leader of the Nine Elders, a supreme being who has just entered the ninth level of the Ninth Layer Tribulation Immortal!

The patriarch actually issued a decree personally supporting Chen Changqing!

True Lord Qingxiao opened his right palm.

A palm-sized flying sword, carved entirely from jade, hovered above the palm.

The sword exuded an extremely pure and righteous aura of heaven and earth. As soon as it appeared, all the swordsmen present emitted a soft hum of submission.

"This is the Qingxiao Sword Token; seeing this token is like seeing the old man himself."

True Lord Qingxiao handed the jade sword to Chen Changqing.

"With this token, you may freely enter and exit the Treasure Pavilions and Scripture Pavilion of the Thirty-Six Main Peaks of Mount Shu without any prior notification."

"If any fool dares to use their seniority to make things difficult for you, this order allows me to directly mobilize the Three Thousand Sword Guards of the Law Enforcement Main Peak to execute them first and report later!"

The entire venue was deathly silent.

This was no longer just bestowing treasures; it was directly placing the sect's power of punishment and reward, second only to the Sect Master, into Chen Changqing's hands.

Zhao Wuji huddled in a corner of the crowd, cold sweat pouring down his back, secretly glad that he had admitted his mistake quickly at Evergreen Peak two days ago.

Chen Changqing reached out and caught the jade flying sword.

It feels cool and smooth to the touch, and contains a powerful, primordial Immortal Sword intent.

Changqing thanks his grandmaster for his generous gift.

True Lord Qingxiao patted Chen Changqing on the shoulder, a hint of teasing on his face.