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That was enough. He felt like he could hold on for another year.

Gu Wufang was at the early Spirit Transformation stage. Among his senior and junior brothers, excluding those who had fallen, his cultivation was on the lower side. Of course, he was also the youngest. By the standard that one could only step down upon reaching the peak of Spirit Transformation, he still had to remain in office for several hundred more years at the very least.

Thinking about it, that was rather delightful :).

Gu Wufang rode a cloud back to the sect. From afar, he saw that Juyong Hall's doors stood wide open today, while the mountain-protecting formation was unusually active, suffused with countless streams of auspicious light. Very nice indeed.

Except—

Juyong Hall had been formed from an array plate left behind by the founding patriarch, then later modified into this grand hall. It was not particularly magnificent, leaning more toward ancient simplicity and solemn weight. So... if he remembered correctly, Juyong Hall should not have Ridge Beasts, should it?

Then where had those three little black dots come from?!

Could there be an error in the mountain-protecting formation?

At that thought, Gu Wufang's heart tightened. Well now, what wicked scoundrels are these? Taking advantage of my absence from the sect to spy on Yonglu Mountain's mountain-protecting, great, great, great, great—

"Why are you three here?!"

Gu Wufang could not help lowering his head to look at the layered cloud stairway. When the ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine steps had been set up, it had been to prevent low-ranking disciples from becoming overly curious about Juyong Hall. Later, the sect had tacitly accepted that the cloud stairway was not to be climbed. Now... Sect Master Gu fell silent.

"You climbed up the Floating Cloud Stairway?"

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