But by now, he had finally set his mind completely at ease.
That the various peaks could nominate their Peak Lord Zhao Qian as Sect Master meant that the rifts between them had been completely healed. There would no longer be disputes like those that had arisen when Zhou Tong was Sect Master.
"Whether in terms of cultivation, character, or his contributions to Qingxuan this time, your Peak Lord is the clear choice."
Huang Que nodded.
"Last month, I even found time to take a look. Although Qingxuan was riddled with wounds on the surface, every disciple was brimming with drive, vowing to restore Qingxuan to its former glory."
He continued with a smile.
"This time, our Qingxuan has found a blessing in misfortune."
Xu Taiping smiled and nodded.
"By the way, how is my master?"
Xu Taiping suddenly thought of Ninth Uncle.
"Your master? Oh, you mean Qingxuan's Junior Martial Uncle?"
The question initially startled Huang Que, but he quickly caught on.
"Yes."
Xu Taiping nodded.
"I don't know much about Junior Martial Uncle. I only heard the Prefect mention in passing that, should we encounter Nine Nether's demon cultivators again, we Nine Prefectures can no longer count on Junior Martial Uncle as our fallback."
Huang Que answered after some thought.
Hearing this, Xu Taiping immediately had a bad feeling.
"But don't worry. I asked my master afterward, and he said Ninth Uncle was fine. He had merely gone somewhere ordinary people couldn't enter. So perhaps you can ask your Sect Master Zhao Qian later."
Seeing his reaction, Huang Que hastily added this.
Hearing that Ninth Uncle was unharmed, Xu Taiping immediately sighed in relief.
As long as he was alive, that was enough.
"Speaking of your Sect Master, he also asked me to bring you a letter. But