As a sword-dao prodigy with top-grade heavenly dual metal-earth spiritual roots, Jin Wushuang had been personally taken in as Fan Feichen's direct disciple ever since entering the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect.
Over the years, Fan Feichen had devoted great effort to nurturing him, seemingly intending to groom him into the next sect master.
His master's favoritism and the sect's focused cultivation had long convinced Jin Wushuang that he was the undisputed choice for the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect's next sect master.
Yet now, his master had suddenly taken Chen Shan as a disciple, heaping praise upon him in every word. The importance he attached to him seemed even greater than what he had shown Jin Wushuang.
"Could it be that Master intends to pass the position of next sect master to this traitor from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect?"
The thought was like a thorn stabbing viciously into Jin Wushuang's heart, sending an uncomfortable chill through his entire body.
"Wushuang, go tidy up Azure Spirit Cave. I'll bring Chen Shan there shortly," Fan Feichen instructed calmly when he saw Jin Wushuang standing there in a daze.
As sect master, he had seen much and experienced much; naturally, he saw through the resentment in his eldest disciple's heart at a glance.
But he had no other choice.
The cultivation world had always been a cruel realm where the strong survived and the weak were cast aside. Expecting Jin Wushuang to contend with Ye Xuanji was no different from throwing an egg against a rock.
He believed that once Chen Shan's strength surpassed Jin Wushuang's, this eldest disciple of his would naturally let go of such an unrealistic obsession.
Jin Wushuang froze when he heard that his master was actually sending him to clean up Azure Spirit Cave.
"Yes, Master."
Still, he recovered quickly,