"Master has died and the Human School is leaderless. Senior, the Human School has yet to choose the next eldest disciple. This is your chance!"
Li Xuan'ao seemed to have thought of something as his eyes lit up.
Li Daokong snorted. "We're no longer disciples of the Human School. You are not allowed to attack them. Even without your master, do you think the Human School will disperse?"
Li Xuan'ao frowned.
Li Daokong shook his head. "Junior, your vision is still too narrow. A providence sect is not as simple as you think. Otherwise, why would the Buddhist Sect and the Jie School always revive and reorganize after scattering?"
Li Xuan'ao frowned even more.
Li Daokong ignored him and walked out of the hall. He faced the east and bowed slightly.
He was a Pseudo-Sage and had already sensed that Li Muyi's karma with him had been severed. This meant that he was really dead.
