Wuxie inclined his head slightly toward Chu Mo, his gaze lingering on him for a moment, and smiled. "Fellow Daoist Youxuan, I have long admired your reputation."
Though steeped in bloody baleful intent, he spoke without the slightest trace of malice. There was even a measure of appreciation in his eyes as he looked at Chu Mo.
What kind of bizarre look is that?
Chu Mo found it strange. He had no idea what he had done to earn the other man's appreciation. Still, he responded with a smile. "You are too kind, Fellow Daoist Wuxie. Please, sit."
The three took their seats, and Bai Li served them immortal tea.
"Brother Ji, have you come so suddenly because there has been some progress on the earlier matter?" Chu Mo raised his cup in greeting, making no attempt to conceal anything from Wuxie. Since Ji Heng had brought him here, he was naturally someone who knew the inside story.
Ji Heng chuckled and nodded. "That is precisely what I came to discuss with you, Fellow Daoist Chu. Did you know that the Dao Venerables summoned Xuanming yesterday?"
"Oh?" Chu Mo raised an eyebrow.
Ji Heng was not in the habit of keeping people in suspense. He went straight into an account of the four Dao Venerables' dispute in the Great Void that day, clearly explaining all its twists and turns.
After listening, Chu Mo's eyes flickered.
The Dao Venerables of the Four Lineages had gathered and nearly stripped Xuanming of his position as Sect Master. Only an alliance between Upper Mound and the Immortal Garden had ultimately suppressed the matter.
"So Xuanming is still Sect Master?" he asked. "For now," Ji Heng corrected him. "As things stand, his seat is no longer secure. If any more trouble arises, he will find