The junior grand-nephew had rushed to Founding Peak to find someone. After hearing him out, the senior sister of Founding Peak spoke with remarkable composure. "Don't worry, it's no big deal. They'll only go mad for a little while." As for the routine affairs of Sect Master Peak, whoever handled them would end up like this.
The junior grand-nephew suddenly trembled all over. ...Was it still too late to leave the sect?!
Chapter 316: Proper Business
At Yonglu Mountain, handling the routine affairs at Sect Master Peak was considered a "good job" on par with digging dirt at Spirit Medicine Peak. The only reason it was less famous than the latter was simply because the Sect Master did not randomly select that many unlucky victims.
Of course, it could not exactly be called random. According to the observations of Founding Peak's disciples, the Sect Master preferred to grab disciples with cheerful dispositions and stable emotions. Wasn't Martial Uncle Bian a perfect match? Being dragged off to "work" truly could not be called undeserved.
Bian Chunchou had no idea that he had been fortunate enough to experience Yonglu Mountain's two great devilish trials. Today's grave-visiting was still agonizing. Only now did he realize that there were so many bizarre minds in the Cultivation Realm. Some people were even so idle they wrote in to ask about problems with their own Dao Hearts. They might as well run into the Sect Master at Radiant Buddha Temple below the mountain on the first day of the New Year. At least on that day, they could really wait there and catch the Sect Master.
Though he dearly wanted to maliciously offer them that practical path, well... forget it. He feared that before the reply could even be sent, the Sect Master would punish him