"Ninth Elder?!!"
Inside a cave residence, Yang Xiu stared at the disciple before him, his face full of shock.
"Yes, Senior Brother. According to reliable information, our newly appointed Ninth Elder is named Ye Lin. He was personally conferred the title by the Sect Master, and his succession ceremony will be held in three days."
Listening to his junior brother's report, Yang Xiu clasped his hands behind his back and paced back and forth, his brows tightly furrowed.
"How is that possible? How is that possible? I thought he would leave on his own after waking up. Why has he become the Ninth Elder now?"
"Something's wrong. Nine parts out of ten—no, ten parts out of ten—something's wrong. How could this be?"
Yang Xiu muttered to himself with a frown. Why? Why had he become the Ninth Elder?
Suddenly, Yang Xiu closed his eyes. From his first encounter with Ye Lin to Ye Lin arriving at the Dao Heaven Sect gravely injured, scene after scene played before his eyes like a film.
"Go. Go investigate Ye Lin's identity immediately."
"I'm giving you one day. Find out his address and his exact identity."
Yang Xiu pointed at the disciple before him, his tone grave. He could not find anything amiss, yet something was clearly wrong. He could not put that feeling into words.
It was simply that feeling.
"Yes, Senior Brother, rest assured. When it comes to gathering information, I'm a professional."
After saying that, the disciple hurried away.
"Why did you become an elder? I hope it isn't what I suspect. Otherwise..."
Yang Xiu stood where he was, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
That day, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes, rose, and headed outside. Mingyue was waiting silently