Seeing that even her master had acknowledged it, Saintess Qingyi finally came to her senses. She wanted to pull her delicate hand out of Chen Changming's large one, yet for some reason, she was reluctant to let go.
"Chen Shan, so you really are this powerful..."
Saintess Qingyi murmured, an indescribable light shining in her eyes.
"I'm still no match for a cultivator at the first layer of the Fusion Realm. I just have a few means of preserving my life..."
Chen Changming gave a wry smile.
This clash with Jade Sword True Person had shown him clearly the enormous gulf between himself and a cultivator at the first layer of the Fusion Realm.
Therefore, from now on, he would not fight another cultivator at the first layer of the Fusion Realm until he had broken through to the fourth layer of the Void Refinement Realm.
"Chen Shan, Jade Sword True Person kept Qingyi imprisoned all these years, so she suffered quite a bit."
Jade Mist True Person looked at Chen Changming and said earnestly, "But rest assured, he is dead now. The new sect master will certainly compensate Saintess Qingyi twice over."
"That would be excellent."
Chen Changming nodded, quite satisfied with Jade Mist True Person's stance.
Human hearts were complicated. With so many Fusion Realm cultivators in the Clear Mist Sect, they could hardly form a single ironclad bloc. Thus, once Jade Sword True Person died, the remaining people began competing for the position of sect master.
Whoever took the position would try to win over Jade Mist True Person and her disciple.
At this thought, an idea suddenly surfaced in Chen Changming's mind. He looked at Jade Mist True Person and smiled. "Senior, I would like to recommend you for sect master. What do you think?"
"Me,