CHAPTER 922: CHAPTER 921: A CHANGE OF DYNASTY

PS: Thanks to the gluttonous alliance of this world, your bad temper...

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The scene was silent. Such a result was unexpected, yet seemed normal. If Hou Gouzi were to take action, probably nothing could withstand a single blow from his sword, right?

Hou Niao slowly descended, as if what he had just done was a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

"I heard Fairy Yue Duo ask why Qingkong Sword Vein has a Sect Leader while Jinxiu Sword Vein has only an Elder Council and no Sect Leader. So I explained that it was for collective decision-making, not daring to act on one’s own.

The fairy disdainfully replied that without specializing in swordsmanship, what use is it to learn sword? When facing major issues, they shirk responsibility, bicker, and no one dares to take responsibility. What future does such a sword vein have?

Niao agrees wholeheartedly!"

His gaze swept across the crowd, "A sword vein follows the path of decisive killings; there isn’t so much deliberation and quibbling. Therefore, with Qingkong Sword Vein having a Sect Leader, my Jinxiu Sword Vein should have one too.

Hou Niao is not talented, but promotes the wise regardless of self. I hereby nominate myself as the Sect Hierarch of Quanzhen Sect. Who approves, who opposes?"

The scene fell silent for a moment, followed by a thunderous roar of swords. The cultivators raised their swords and clapped, starting with Hou Niao’s friends, and more and more people joined in, until thousands were continuously tapping their swords. The sound reverberated through Yujing City, leaving it astonished, wondering what was happening.

This is a forced ascension!

Yet, the remaining twelve Masters were unable to speak up against it!

How to say it? To claim Hou Niao lacks virtue and is just showing off? His deeds have long been known throughout Quanzhen Sect, from bestowing favor upon Spiritual Green in Jinxiu Continent’s cultivation world, to returning with the Qingkong Inheritance — who else is more suited?

How to act? To take him down? Although defeating Master Duan doesn’t mean he’s invincible, he’s at least on par with Nascent Transformation Masters. Who dares to claim easy victory over him?

Everyone was striking their swords, the disciples from Tongtian’s three realms, Golden Core Upper Cultivators; it wasn’t the sword they struck, but their aspiration for supreme swordsmanship. What could be more valuable?

Above Sui Mo City, a single sword strike killed Wu Sect’s Golden Core like slaughtering chickens and dogs; at Heaven Measuring Sword Pavilion, his Sword Light Division coalesced into an Unification Sword, even Nascent Transformation Masters couldn’t withstand its edge!

Who wouldn’t wish to master such swordsmanship? Especially when several thousand guests from the Upper Realm boldly enter, providing every Daoist sect in Jinxiu Continent a chance for rapid progress. Strengthening and enlarging is their only path; surely they won’t end up as sycophants, bowing and scraping to others?

With this consensus, it mattered little whether the ancestors were pleased. The old ones can be appeased later; after all, they’re family. If truly bullied outside, who else would hear their grievances?

Under the watchful eyes of all, twelve masters stared at one another, baffled and bemused. After today, Shan Sect will again be renowned on the continent. They’re the first sect conquered by an Upper Realm Daoist, yet if the power seizer is a disciple they groomed, perhaps it’s not all bad?

Isn’t it better than being manipulated by outsiders?

Thinking thus, Master Hai laughed freely, drew his sword, and clapped!

Once begun, uncontrollable; all they lacked was an initiator. Master Xu, Master Zhong, Master Wei, Master Quan, Master Yuan, Master Yan, Master Yang all joined in resonance, striking their swords.

Under such pressure, not expressing was akin to severing ties with the new Quanzhen — nobody would say so, but that’s the intention.

As the sword-striking intensified and thousands of gazes turned towards them, the remaining Masters from Sima Mansion, Master Shi, Master Luo, Master Jiang also drew their swords to voice support, feeling helpless yet succumbing to the inevitable trend.

Finally, the solitary Master Wu sighed deeply and drew his sword... The major decision was made!

The atmosphere on site bordered on frenzy, for their Sect Hierarch, for their new king!

The sword sect profession ultimately isn’t like Daoist sects needing collective deliberation and planning; it’s a profession demanding heroes, for only heroic figures can ignite the essence within sword cultivators!

Shan Sect’s Quanzhen Sect blended too much of Daoist elements, mixing ordinary aspects, diluting the essence of the sword vein. Over decades, few battles were fought, few lives taken — is this still a sword vein?

As Yue Duo said, in Qingkong Xiao Mountain, over half of those in her era perished outside, a commonplace occurrence, nothing extraordinary.

Sword cultivation was never a profession relying on numbers, mass forces, or victory by quantity. They employ elite strategies, pulling out one could solve issues, pulling out many would sweep worlds and nations!

These aren’t problems solved by minor tinkering or patchwork; they require radical changes. He lacks time, thus can only kill to establish dominance, leaving behind genuine sword seeds for future development. Those unable to adapt can fend for themselves!

He doesn’t arbitrarily choose ancestors; to him, Qingkong Sword Vein’s many concepts resonate with his understanding, so he learns without awkwardness; finding them impractical, he alters without reservation.

As Yue Duo said, Qingkong is Qingkong, Jinxiu is Jinxiu; Xiao Mountain is Xiao Mountain, and Quanzhen is Quanzhen — no need for complete sameness, but the essence of sword remains unchanged, and that’s sufficient.

He now holds the Sword Scabbard, intending not merely to change Quanzhen Sect’s cultivation techniques and swordsmanship but also their essence.

How to change? Time is too brief, sixty years simply insufficient, thus only survival of the fittest — using blood to eliminate the unsuitable, using death to bury the failures, leaving behind truly deserving sword cultivators.

He’s not worried about Quanzhen Sect suffering severe setbacks from such audacious arrogance, for what determines a Daoist sect’s development is the foundation; what dictates its rise and fall is top-tier combat power!

Without this confidence, why cultivate the sword?

With both hands raised, slowly pressing down, the massive tumult on the square gradually subsided with his gesture; this motion, in the eyes of twelve Masters, drew yet another sentiment — he’s turning Quanzhen Sect into his private force!

They reflected on what errors they made to be abandoned by mid and lower level disciples, now beginning to understand, they lacked the audacity of sword cultivation, thought too much, did too little!

If that female sword cultivator Yue Duo were exchanged, would they fare better?

Probably not! That’s why Yue Duo entrusted the Qingkong Sword Scabbard to the wolf cub — any other person wouldn’t gain Qingkong Sword Vein’s approval, so ultimately, it’s no different.

Just the distinction between domestic and wild wolves.

"Today, with the help of you brothers, I ascend. You fulfilled my ambitions, and equally fulfilled your own; if someday I prove unfit, even here at Heaven Measuring Sword Pavilion, you can equally oust me!

Here, there’s no Jinxiu Sword Vein’s Hou Niao, only the Hou Niao Sword Vein!"