What happened on Moonmist Mountain spread across the Ziwei Ancient Star at the fastest speed, as if it had grown wings.
At the time, not everyone had stood alongside those twelve Living Fossils to contend with Qin Sheng. Quite a few had chosen to watch from afar.
Having narrowly escaped disaster, these people immediately spread the news.
With Master of Eight Scenic Palace's wholehearted assistance, dozens of elderly cultivators had coffins to rest in after death, rather than leaving their corpses exposed in the wilderness.
Such profound virtue in respecting the elderly practically qualified him as one of Ziwei's Ten Most Touching Figures.
Back when Eastern Immortal had been in Beidou, he had devoted himself to addressing Beidou's severe population aging problem, with considerable success.
Now that he had come to Ziwei and become Master of Eight Scenic Palace, he had remained true to his original aspirations, continuing to shine and contribute.
Where was the applause?
Yet although Master of Eight Scenic Palace had good intentions, there were always unreasonable people in this world who lacked the bigger picture. They constantly twisted his actions and slandered his kindness.
"Father, how could you just die?!"
"Master, you died so miserably! Not even a whole corpse was left behind!"
"Master of Eight Scenic Palace, you have gone too far! You actually dared commit such slaughter! You will suffer Heavenly Retribution!"
"I wish I could rush before that devil and kill him at once, but Master is dead, and the sect still needs me to look after it. I truly cannot act impulsively. I cannot avenge this hatred—I hate this!"
"Father, if your spirit watches from heaven, rest assured. Once my cultivation and combat strength surpass Master of Eight Scenic Palace's, I will certainly take his head as an offering to you!"
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