"That woman, right?" Elder Xuluan glanced at Wu Zhaodi. The answer was self-evident.
"Talking to smart people really saves trouble," Ancestor Wu Ling said with a smile.
"I wonder what Brother Xuluan thinks?"
"You want to raise my Tianluan Immortal Palace as a puppet?" Elder Xuluan asked.
"If that is the case, I think you might as well destroy it."
Though there was some anger in his words, he was truly dissatisfied deep down.
They had already killed their Palace Master, and now they were installing a new one.
"Brother Xuluan, you worry too much. She is the previous Palace Master's daughter," Ancestor Wu Ling said.
"I know that." Elder Xuluan nodded.
The Tianluan Immortal Palace changing Palace Masters was such a major matter—how could he possibly not know?
It was simply that he had long ceased to concern himself with worldly affairs.
Whoever became Palace Master depended on their own abilities, and he had never interfered much.
"She is from your Tianluan Immortal Palace, not a puppet we planted here," Ancestor Wu Ling said with a smile.
"I will not hide it from you. To tell the truth, we originally came today intending to destroy the Tianluan Immortal Palace.
Later, it was Miss Wu who pleaded for mercy, which was why we made this arrangement."
"Since you have already decided, why bother telling me?" Elder Xuluan said blandly.
His meaning was obvious. Even if he disagreed, it would be useless. The Tianluan Immortal Palace was merely fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of others.
"Brother Xuluan, do not harbor any resistance. Miss Wu will still need your guidance and support in the future," Ancestor Wu Ling said.
Wu Zhaodi slowly walked toward Huang Xuequan and the few elders who had been jumping about the most fiercely.