By the time the bell rang, Chu Yunyun had already followed Li Changsheng to the Patriarch Hall.
She looked at the enormous bell hanging outside the Patriarch Hall with a complicated expression. "Sect Master, you really needn't do this. It isn't appropriate."
"What's inappropriate about it? This is the ritual of the Formless Divine Sect."
Stroking his long beard, Li Changsheng smiled faintly. "Anyone who advances to first rank may become a Supreme Elder of our sect, and deserves six tolls of the bell! Anyone who steps into transcendent rank may join the ranks of our patriarchs, with nine tolls. Are you not a disciple of our sect, Muge?"
He glanced sideways at Chu Yunyun. "Besides, when a reigning dynasty's commandery prince visits, protocol calls for one toll of the bell."
Chu Yunyun shook her head despite herself.
Her title of "Overlord Martial King" had been conferred posthumously by Emperor Jianyuan and could not be taken seriously.
She herself was actually deeply averse to this royal title.
"Please call me Chu Yunyun, Sect Master. Qin Muge is already in the past. As for the position of Supreme Elder, it won't be too late to accept it once my cultivation has fully recovered."
Chu Yunyun stepped up to the incense table. Solemnly, she offered incense to the thirteen patriarch portraits and numerous memorial tablets before her, then bowed respectfully.
-Since its founding, the Formless Divine Sect had produced thirteen transcendent-rank patriarchs and 297 first-rank Supreme Elders!
The instant Chu Yunyun completed her bow, three of those thirteen patriarch portraits suddenly began to glow faintly.
The figures within seemed to come alive, their eyes moving to stare fixedly at Chu Yunyun.
"Qin Muge is already in the past."
Li Changsheng murmured, wondering whether Chu Yunyun meant to sever herself completely from her