Meanwhile, a thousand miles away.
The Dao Sect.
In the blink of an eye, some time had passed since the sect had accepted the invitation of the other three major sects and sent a group of Outer Sect disciples to the Netherdark Sea. Counting the days, tomorrow would be the last day of their expedition into its outer waters.
Apart from Elder Sun of Emerald Cloud Peak, all the Inner and Outer Sect elders had come to Morning Cloud Peak.
Sect Master Chu, who had not shown his face in a long time, had suddenly called a meeting today.
Strictly speaking, Outer Sect elders did not hold particularly high positions in the Dao Sect. In fact, their standing was quite low, only above that of Inner Sect Disciples, and they ordinarily had no right to attend such meetings. However, all five Outer Sect peak masters had been dispatched elsewhere, leaving these elders responsible for their peaks' affairs. That was why they had been invited.
Morning Cloud Peak was where Sect Master Chu cultivated in seclusion, as well as the center of power in the Dao Sect.
Inside the main chamber of Morning Cloud Hall.
Thirteen Inner Sect elders sat in order along either side.
The four Outer Sect elders stood obediently by the entrance, not daring to overstep in the slightest.
On the throne ahead sat a square-faced, middle-aged man in purple robes. His complexion was ruddy, his blood and vitality abundant, and the true qi flowing within him moved like a roaming dragon.
His voice was resonant, deep, and steady.
He was methodically arranging the sect's various upcoming affairs.
Below him.
Elder Du of the Outer Sect's Ten Thousand Mountains Peak stared at Sect Master Chu on the throne with tightly knitted brows, surprise on his face and doubts