Elder Qiao’s voice gradually became louder: “Moreover, a divine beast that never goes on missions or experiences battles, even if it becomes a pure-blooded beast, what can it do to protect Qingyuan? How can it be a guardian divine beast?”

He looked serious: “Although I have never seen the Dragon Turtle’s inheritance, I think that more than ninety percent of it is related to combat. Whether it’s cultivation or advancement, it must serve the purpose of battle.”

This is not a groundless statement. Just because Qingyuan Sect has never had a divine beast doesn’t mean that in a thousand years of cultivation, he has never seen a divine beast. All divine beast inheritances are related to battles.

Human inheritances may be for the pursuit of the Great Dao and longevity, but pure-blooded divine beasts themselves are immortal! What they need more is the method of protecting the Dao!

It’s battle power!

Without an existence that has never fought but possesses the highest battle power, the divine beast ancestor left behind the inheritance for the sake of battle. When there is no need to fight anymore, this way, the Dao is protected.

“Could it be that the Sect Leader thinks that we know more about the Dragon Turtle than the Dragon Turtle ancestor?” Elder Qiao asked in return.

The Dragon Turtle is not only Brother Ge’s disciple but also the sect’s guardian divine beast. The arrangement of the Dragon Turtle is not just Brother Ge’s decision. If the Sect Leader insists on stopping the Dragon Turtle, only allowing it to be a mascot, no one can do anything about it.

After all, the Sect Leader is the Sect Leader.

Feng Yiju fell silent for a while and nodded: “Alright! But the Dragon Turtle must not leave the Qingyuan territory!”

Elder Qiao shook his head. The Sect Leader was overthinking. Not only could the Dragon Turtle not leave the Qingyuan territory, but Brother Ge had already sent a message early on, inviting him to be the Dragon Turtle’s guardian.

Based on Brother Ge’s stingy personality, he would definitely not allow anything to happen to the Dragon Turtle. There were probably more than just him as the guardian.

As an old man who had come from the turbulent period of Qingyuan Sect, he cared more about the sect’s divine beasts than others.

Elder Qiao greeted Feng Yiju and glanced at the incompetent disciple kneeling beside him before turning and leaving the main peak.

He shot out a flying sword with a letter in his hand, flying towards Listening Sea Lake.

“I have agreed to be the guardian, I will investigate the Sect Leader. He is not right!” Elder Qiao’s face looked sickly, but he stood tall and proud, with a hint of desolation in his eyes.

Feng Yiju was acting strange.

Not only was his handling of the Dragon Turtle rough and unpredictable, but they had also talked about many other things before. However, he no longer possessed the demeanor, broad-mindedness, and wisdom that a Sect Leader should have.

He couldn’t even compare to when he first became the Sect Leader three hundred years ago!

Elder Qiao even suspected that the Sect Leader had been unknowingly replaced by someone else.

On Listening Sea Lake, Old Taoist Ge wiped away the traces on the flying sword used to deliver the letter from Elder Qiao. The letter he received from Elder Qiao shattered his joy of receiving an excellent disciple.

Feng Yiju had been acting strange for nearly a century. The long periods of seclusion, which lasted for years or even decades, made the cultivation sect slow to react. They had not noticed Feng Yiju’s abnormality until Xia Dali vaguely mentioned it to him.

This was why Elder Qiao was sent to investigate.

Qingyuan Sect had a glorious past. Their ancestor had a cultivation level that surpassed even the top ten immortal sects. Even the Azure Dragon of Xuantian Sect admired him greatly.

The ancestor left behind a method that prevented the Sect Leader from being possessed or replaced by others.

When the previous Sect Leader had an accident, his senior brothers secretly took over the position, allowing him to stand in the Hall of Eternal Life as the Sect Leader. In other words, according to the rules left by the ancestor in Qingyuan, he was a true retired Sect Leader!

This was also the fundamental reason why he could attack the Hall of Eternal Life without being counterattacked by the formation.

The Sect Leader could not be replaced. It was a rule condensed by the ancestor’s cultivation level and powerful physical body. Even if the top ten immortal sects’ strongest experts came, they couldn’t change it.

It could only be a problem with Feng Yiju himself.

Did his cultivation technique go wrong? Was his divine sense damaged? Or even his primordial spirit injured?

It shouldn’t be that simple. It was normal for cultivators to go astray or get injured, but if that were the case, Feng Yiju wouldn’t hide it.

There was no abnormal feeling when he hit him just now, right?

Old Taoist Ge remained silent, feeling a heavy burden on his heart. He was very satisfied with Feng Yiju as the Sect Leader. He had done well in the past three hundred years. Although he had the foundation laid by the previous Sect Leader, he couldn’t have led Qingyuan Sect to this stage within three hundred years. Old Taoist Ge was not confident that he could do it.

Su He tilted his head and looked at the old Taoist, whose face turned from green to purple.

That flying sword used to deliver the letter is poisonous!

At least the news it brought is poisonous.

He was about to speak softly, but Old Taoist Ge had already shaken his head and smiled, putting away the flying sword. These things couldn’t be guessed just by speculation; they needed to be investigated.

He looked at Su He again. “After receiving the True Transmission, you have to go on a mission. Preach in the Leaving South Court, hire elders, go out and fight… Little Turtle, are you ready?”

Su He opened his mouth wide.

Old man, when you asked me if I was ready just now, were you talking about this?

To be honest, Su He was not ready!

It seemed that he was not prepared for anything he did.

He crossed over without any preparation, entered Qingyuan Sect without any preparation, and became a divine beast without any preparation…

After finally making friends, becoming a disciple, and settling down here, even if his identity as a divine beast was completely exposed, no one dared to pay attention to him anymore.

Even Feng Yiju was beaten by his master.

And now he had to go out on a mission?

Su He didn’t want to! He already had cultivation techniques, a Daoist temple, a master, and even resources from the dice. It seemed that he had no need to go on a mission at all!Compared to the mission, Su He would rather laze around Listening Sea Lake, striving to become invincible in the world – at least until he fully transforms into a Divine Beast and enters the second realm before considering leaving.

Moreover, Su He felt a slight fear of the outside world.

This was something he only realized after his recent hibernation.

In the half year since he joined the Qingyuan Sect, aside from hibernation, he spent half of his time being manipulated by others.

And he was always the last to know! He had survived purely by luck and fighting with others!

This feeling was terrible!

He had always thought that after his soul transmigrated, his emotions and intelligence were still intact.

But after this hibernation, he realized he might have… overestimated himself!

Even the small Turtle didn’t have a brain as big as a fingertip, how could it retain human emotions and intelligence? Just the vast memories from his previous life were enough to overload him.

It was only after this hibernation, when his head transformed into a dragon’s head and his brain evolved slightly, that he finally realized.

Recognizing his shortcomings, Su He had even less desire for the outside world. Especially after Su Huanian’s sword was taken away, Su He felt insecure.

He looked at his master with a gloomy expression.

Although Old Taoist Ge didn’t know what he was thinking, he could guess his thoughts. He laughed heartily, which made Su He feel uneasy, and then said, “I promise you that for the next three years, you will only take on missions within the Qingyuan Sect, and for the next ten years, only within the Qingyuan territory.”

A “?” slowly formed above Su He’s head with the rainwater.

What’s the difference between the Qingyuan Sect and the Qingyuan territory?

On the Sky Gazing Platform, Feng Yiju quietly watched Elder Qiao leave, then turned and returned to the Hall of Longevity.

Passing by the scholar, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Are you waiting for Senior Uncle Qiao to spare you before you get up?”

The scholar immediately jumped up, “Sect Leader Brother is teasing me again.”

From childhood to adulthood, when had his master ever spared him from kneeling as punishment? It was always him forgiving himself and quietly cancelling the punishment.

“Come in!”

The two entered the Hall of Longevity, and the door automatically closed behind them.

Feng Yiju sat in the First Seat of the Sect Leader, flicking the armrest with four fingers. After a long silence, he said, “The news of Old Taoist Ge hitting me should have spread by now, right?”

As the leader of all the sects in Dongyun Mountain, the Qingyuan Sect had no idea how many spies from other sects were planted here – perhaps not spies, just by supporting one or two Qingyuan disciples, they could get firsthand news.

“Sect Leader Brother, is it worth it?” The scholar looked up at Feng Yiju.

Feng Yiju laughed, a flash of green light in his eyes. A map of Dongyun Mountain rose in the Hall of Longevity, with Qingyuan Mountain in the southeast. It was not the largest or the most beautiful peak.

“The Qingyuan Sect has reached its limit. No matter how much it develops, it can’t reach the level of the top ten immortal sects.”

Three hundred years ago, the Qingyuan Sect only occupied this three thousand miles of Qingyuan Mountain. Over the past three hundred years, the influence of Qingyuan has expanded, covering a full ten thousand miles.

But this ten thousand miles is not exclusive to the Qingyuan Sect. There are more than a dozen other sects. They were all conquered by the Qingyuan Sect and became subordinate sects. The so-called subordinates are like vassals, their sect leaders need the approval of the Qingyuan Sect to take office.

But this is already the limit. Over the past three hundred years, the disputes in Dongyun Mountain have finally calmed down, and there is even a trend for other sects to join forces to curb the Qingyuan Sect.

The Xuantian Sect is also making trouble behind the scenes, promoting the Dongyun Alliance. They do not allow another large sect to appear beside them.

But the sects of Dongyun Mountain have been in conflict for thousands of years, and they can’t just unite together. Gathering together will only deepen the contradictions, but they have to stick together under the pressure of the Qingyuan Sect.

But what if the external pressure is gone?

The Qingyuan Sect has been in decline for sixty years, and other sects probably see it more clearly than the Qingyuan Sect itself. The prestige of the Qingyuan Sect Leader has fallen to the point where he is beaten by the elders of the sect.

Is there still a need for the so-called alliance of Dongyun Mountain? Thousands of years of hatred and hundreds of years of contradictions have accumulated, and a slight spark will cause an explosion, right?

Without chaos in Dongyun, how can Qingyuan rise?

Feng Yiju looked into the distance.

It’s still not enough, there’s still a need for a spark!

The Qingyuan Sect needs a great chaos, a chaos big enough to shock Dongyun.

Otherwise, the Xuantian Sect and the sects of Dongyun will not be at ease.