"Legend has it that the Devil Race possessed unrivaled bodies. That Heavenly Son Demon was only at the Perfection Realm, yet remained undefeated against a Great Perfection Supreme. That alone offers a glimpse of their might!"
The third patriarch spoke as well. Age truly did bring knowledge; he actually knew the legend of the Heavenly Son Demon too.
"Yes, we must report this to the Sacred Land immediately. This boy may already be beyond our Kunling Sect's ability to keep."
The patriarch in the middle released the withered hand gripping Mu Bai and spoke slowly.
The pressure abruptly eased. Pain still wracked his body, and Mu Bai grimaced in agony as he hurriedly shouted through slurred words.
"I'm not leaving the Kunling Sect! I still want to be the peak master of Kun Third Peak!"
"Haha, this boy has fine ambitions!"
"Mm, not bad. He has loyalty and affection for the sect, at least..."
"We'll keep Kun Third Peak for you. No one will dare touch your Third Peak!"
Mu Bai had deliberately shouted those words, sending these normally stern, rigid old monsters into peals of laughter. The three patriarchs were beaming too, feeling that they had not been this happy in a long time. Bai Yu and Hao Feng also silently praised him. This junior brother truly was an interesting fellow.
The patriarch in the middle slowly rose and walked over to Mu Bai.
"Child, you must go to the Sacred Land! As for Kun Third Peak, hehe, you shall remain its master for all eternity!"
"Do you mean that?"
"Does this patriarch's word not carry even that much weight in the Kunling Sect?"
As they exchanged question and answer, all the Grand Elders and the other two patriarchs smiled and nodded. Had anyone else questioned him like that,