"Sect Master Nalan, your cultivation?!" Only after asking did Yun Gang realize he had lost his composure.
He hurriedly recovered and steadied himself.
Yun Gang's words sent great waves through the disciples' hearts.
Nalan Yanran said nothing. She simply released the pressure of her Peak Dou Wang cultivation with perfect calm.
The moment that pressure emerged, Nalan Yanran's stature soared, and she looked down proudly upon them all.
Previously, when Nalan Yanran had succeeded Yun Yun as the Misty Cloud Sect's Tenth-Generation Sect Master, these people had never really accepted her.
It was only because Yun Yun and Chen Yang stood behind Nalan Yanran like two great mountains that they had not dared act out. Besides, she had not concerned herself with the sect's affairs after taking over, so they had not voiced any complaints.
Now, however, Nalan Yanran had proven through her strength that she truly deserved her position.
"Peak Dou Wang!" Nalan Yanran's expression was indifferent as she looked straight at Elder Yun Gang and asked, "How many Misty Cloud Sect disciples have gathered here?"
"How many elders and disciples are there respectively? And how much have you collected of the sect's foundations—cultivation resources, cultivation methods, and Dou Techniques?"
At her questions, Yun Gang looked troubled. He hemmed and hawed for ages without saying anything useful.
"Well... well... over this past year, I've been working to settle the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples and elders, and to look after the families of the elders who unfortunately died, as well as the disciples' relatives..."
"In short, the expenses have been enormous. To cover them, the other elders and I went into the Magical Beast Mountain Range to hunt Soul Beasts and sell their cores..."
"Over the past year, besides running all over the place to put food on the table,