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Following the principle of "first courtesy, then force," I turned around and bowed to the old man again, saying, "Senior, I am the daughter of the sect leader. Half a month ago, in order to save sect, my cultivation was completely destroyed. I ask the senior to acknowledge me as the master and assist me in rebuilding my cultivation." The old man cursed, "Truly a mortal, not even performing the courtesy properly, and yet you think you are worthy of being my master? You are just dreaming." Understanding the situation, I immediately changed my tone and said, "I respect those who respect me, but for a stubborn old man like you, should I give you face?"
The old man snorted contemptuously.
I glared at the old man with a dark face and said, "If I show enough strength, will you acknowledge me as your master?"
The old man sneered, "Hmph, mere mortals, what strength could you possibly have?" I reached into my storage ring and took out a chubby little atomic bomb.
The system in memory is urgently shouting: "Host, my points are limited, this thing is precious, you can't just use it casually. We can start by using a kitchen knife."
With a slap, I couldn't bear it and slapped the system out of memory, shouting: "If I can't become the sect leader, I will use this atomic bomb to flatten Cangyao Sect!
"Today, either everyone is happy with me as the sect leader, or we all go to Million Souls Flag together and build a big sect inside!" I threw the atomic bomb into the old man's arms. He looked up in surprise and asked, "What is this?"
I grinned ferociously. "Old man, take it. In a minute, you can truly feel my strength!" I decisively stepped out with my sword spirit.
On the Peak of Ten Thousand Swords, many disciples were already congratulating Wei Zhao in advance for soon inheriting the position of the next sect leader, busily flattering him. Even the junior sister wore a smile on her face, assuming the identity of the sect leader's wife.
When his gaze fell on me, he arrogantly said, "Senior sister, rest assured that when senior brother takes over as the sect leader, he will definitely not drive you out of the sect, but will find a good place for you to take care of the disciples."
Said playfully, covering her lips and chuckling a few times. Wei Zhao coaxed gently, "Qian'er is still kind-hearted. Logically, mortals are not allowed to stay in the sect." As soon as the words fell, the Cangyao Sword, enshrined at the peak of the Wanjian Peak, suddenly burst into intense trembling. The sword shook violently, as if the spirit within was extremely excited.
Wei Zhao exclaimed joyfully, "It must be that the seniors appreciate my talent and are excited, so they are resonating!"
Immediately, a flatterer chimed in from the side:
"Second Senior Brother is exceptionally talented, the seniors must be overjoyed."
"Currently, Senior Brother Wei has the highest level of cultivation, so he has to bear this heavy responsibility."
"Can we go and meet the new sect leader in advance?"
I sighed deeply and said, "Junior Brother Two's thick skin could probably withstand intercontinental missiles." The sword trembled more and more violently, and after half an hour, a completely black old man rolled out from the sword spirit space. He was dirty all over, like a piece of charcoal. Wei Zhao frowned and after a long time of recognition, barely recognized him as the Cang Yao Sword Spirit. He hurried forward, knelt down and said with joy, "Senior Wei Zhao, thank you for acknowledging me as your master. In the future, I will definitely restore the glory of the Cangyao Sect and live up to your expectations." The old man interrupted him in a panic, glanced at me, and then threw himself at my feet. He grabbed my clothes and cried out, "It's my mistake. You are my true master."
"Don't wait, let's acknowledge you as the master now! Immediately! Right away!" Tears washed two streaks on his black face, filling the grooves and wrinkles with black. Wei Zhao shouted in disbelief, "Senior, are you mistaking the person?"...
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