Qiu Feng seemed determined to startle everyone with every word. The Sect Master had just ordered them not to spread word of this, and in the blink of an eye, could the entire peak already know?
Mu Bai looked awkward. Disciples of a super sect really do have remarkable abilities, every last one of them. News travels far too quickly here.
"Ahem, Junior Brother Qiu, you mustn't go around saying things like that..."
"I'm not making anything up. The entire sect knows. Look, the people from the Sixth and Seventh Peaks are already here."
"To offer condolences?"
Puzzled, Mu Bai looked around Kun Third Peak. It did not look as though a mourning hall had been set up.
"You'll find out in a moment. They've come to congratulate you!"
Qiu Feng leaned close to Mu Bai's ear and spoke quietly, smiling as happily as though he had good news of his own, letting everyone present hear him.
"Junior Brother Jingnian, ah, the sect does have its rules, so for now, we must still call you junior brother..." As the words rang out, six or seven young men and women emerged from the hall, all wearing blue robes, every one distinguished in bearing, the men handsome and the women lovely. "I imagine we'll soon have to call you Peak Master..."
Leading them was Liu Yunhe, an elite disciple of the Sixth Peak. Beaming, he cupped his fists as he spoke. The other young men and women also cupped their fists and offered pleasing words. Seeing this, Mu Bai roughly guessed what was happening.
"I did not know you were here, senior brothers and sisters, and failed to welcome you. Please forgive me, please forgive me. As for becoming master of a peak, I truly feel unworthy."
"There's no need for such