Quzhou, Qi City.
Not long after the Heavenly Dao Edict sounded, Fat Dragon and Scholar found Chen Qiu. The Nascent Soul Combat Power Rankings Secret Realm had ended relatively late; the other two had long since concluded, while only the Nascent Soul Combat Rankings had taken a little longer.
"Brother Qiu, we're back."
At a roadside stall in Qi City, Fat Dragon and Scholar walked straight up to Chen Qiu. Fat Dragon in particular stood there with a complicated expression, somewhat at a loss for how to begin, but he still gritted his teeth and said hoarsely.
"Brother Qiu, there's something I've always wanted to tell you. I want to resign as the Mocking Heaven Sect's Grand Elder. From now on, I can just stay in the sect's back mountain. Those brown bears need someone to feed them, after all. I can take charge of that in the future. And your Nightmoon Wolf Demon needs someone to look after it too. The sect needs someone like that, and I think I'm just right for the job."
"You?"
Chen Qiu looked up at Fat Dragon and Scholar, then waved his hand. "Sit down first. Have something to eat. It's early in the morning."
"What happened? Did someone bully you out there?"
"You came back and immediately said you were quitting?"
"No one bullied me, it's just..." Fat Dragon said timidly. "I just feel that, with my strength and the contributions I've made to the sect, it's hard to convince the masses. Scholar's cultivation is still relatively low right now, but with the Golden Core Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill and his comprehension of sword intent, he'll rise quickly."
"And I'll be completely useless from now on."
"I can't dual cultivate anymore either."
Having said that, Fat Dragon did not waste any more