They would stop Jing Jiu from becoming Sect Master, even at the cost of their lives.
To many, this was tragic and heroic. To Jing Jiu, it was pointless.
Had he not taken the Heaven-Bearing Sword Scabbard and accepted the Last Edict, he might even have said something cold at that moment.
Something like, if you want to die, do it farther away, and something about green waters and green mountains.
But he was Sect Master now, so he had to take more care in how he did things.
The problem was that he only knew how to do things the way he had at the Hanging Bell Sect. He knew no other way, so taking more care meant doing nothing at all.
He sat in the chair, looking at the Heaven-Bearing Sword Scabbard and thinking of Liu Ci beyond the horizon. He found all this terribly tedious and did not even glance at the gathering.
To many Green Mountain disciples, this did not look heartless. It looked composed.
The problem was that no one could remain as composed as he did, even if they were all Daoist cultivators.
And immediately afterward, more people stepped forward.
If young disciples like Jian Ruyun did not carry enough weight, those who stepped forward next were another matter.
"This is an ill-conceived command. I cannot accept it."
Bai Rujing spoke with a grave expression.
He represented Heavenly Light Peak, yet even he had stepped forward to oppose the Sect Master's Last Edict!
Immediately afterward, Elder Cheng of Past Arrival Peak and several other elders also landed on the summit.
More and more people landed on the summit.
The Green Mountain disciples' discussions grew louder and louder.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz.
The scene had grown quite chaotic and looked about to spiral out of