Outside.
The academy principals and pavilion masters remained sitting on their futons, having not left.
Some had their eyes slightly closed, seemingly in the midst of cultivation; others fixed their gaze intently on the Spiritual Pith list unfolding in midair, a trace of worry in their eyes; still others were chit-chatting away.
"Ha-ha, Brother Wu, I heard that your Thousand Law Pavilion has already chosen the next chief of the Inner Academy. The key is that the little fellow is still insisting on the path of the True Method?"
The reddish-faced old man at the beginning teased.
Upon hearing this.
The Pavilion Master with a goatee awkwardly smiled and argued, saying:
"Ha-ha, what does a little fellow understand, Yuanming will make him change his mind."
...
Inside the Mini-Void of All Gods.
"Junior Brother Zhang Jing, your Senior Brother is You Yuanming, do you know me?"
A dark-skinned man in simple clothes slowly walked up to Zhang Jing, his eyes full of amusement.
