343 There Is Only One Sect Master of Jade Mirage in My Heart

Zhi Chunqiu stood in front of the water mirror, slowly tidying up his clothes, carefully smoothing out every inch of wrinkles.

The person reflected in the mirror was wearing a tall hat and broad belts, looking solemn and dignified.

His gaze fell on the sword at his waist.

The body of the sword was simple and unadorned. It was decorated with cloud patterns and tassels. It was the sword of the Sect Masters of the Jade Mirage Sect – the Xuanshu Sword.

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It had been 700 years, and finally… The day he had been waiting for had finally come!

The man in the mirror had a smug smile on his face, but it was a little twisted because of his restraint.

But soon, Zhi Chunqiu no longer suppressed himself. He laughed in a low voice, and then laughed louder and louder.

This was what he deserved, so why couldn’t he laugh?

The position of Sect Master should have been his since 700 years ago.

He was clearly the most outstanding and capable one among all the Senior and Junior Brothers at that time, but Ding Luan had given the position of Sect Master to Sheng’e before he left.

He had wasted 700 years in vain.

He was unwilling to accept this!

In these 700 years, he had watched as Sheng’e did nothing in the position of Sect Master and closed himself up. As a result, the Jade Mirage Sect showed signs of decline and was no longer the number one sect in the Central Plains.

Taiqing Pavilion, Kongtong Temple, Sky Treasure Pavilion, Sword Pavilion… The power of other sects had expanded rapidly in the past 700 years, and their reputation and strength were gradually no less than that of the Jade Mirage Sect.

How many times had he looked at the back of the disaster in front of him, he had thought…

If it was him… How good would that be.

Zhi Chunqiu stopped smiling, flicked his sleeves, turned around, and pushed the door open. He walked out of the darkness and into the light.

Outside the door was the main hall where all the important ceremonies of the Jade Mirage Sect were held. The towering stairs were arranged layer by layer, and rows of disciples stood solemnly. The Elders, the Palace Master, and the representatives of the various sects who had come to observe the ceremony stood in their own positions in an orderly manner. At the top was the seat of the Sect Master. On the square overlooking the outside of the hall, eight hundred preaching tablets stood tall and majestic.

Each preaching tablet represented a great person who had made outstanding contributions in the history of the Jade Mirage Sect. He had reached the peak of his Dao and deduced his own cultivation method. He had also copied it on this tablet for the disciples of the sect to study.

The Dao impartation tablet rubbing ceremony was held once every hundred years. It was almost a convention that the one who resonated the most with the other tablets would be the next Sect Master.

Among them, there was the preaching monument set up by Sheng’e.

But this was a joke!

Ding Luan had held a tablet-copying ceremony before he left. With his support, only Sheng’e had copied the tablet!

How unfair!

But now, it was time for him to correct this unfair mistake.

Zhi Chunqiu walked up to the Patriarch’s seat step by step. He rubbed the armrest, turned around, and sat down. He looked excitedly at the dark crowd below bowing to him in a clear voice.

“Greetings, Sect Master.”

“Greetings, Acting Sect Master.”

This ear-piercing and discordant voice made Zhi Chunqiu frown. He looked up and saw that it was an envoy from the Sword Pavilion.

The man looked at him directly in the eye and revealed a strange smile.

Hmph, the Sword Pavilion.

Among the many sects, the Taoist Taiqing Pavilion posed the greatest threat to the Jade Void Sect. However, the Sword Pavilion was also one of the most powerful sects in recent years, especially because of their connections with various sects.

It was impossible for the Sword Pavilion to achieve anything great, but if they wanted to support a certain sect, they would be the best help. They had to be on guard.

In that case, I’ll be the first to kill you…

Zhi Chunqiu laughed coldly in his heart and signaled for the fight to begin.

The emcee went on stage and recited the usual routine of singing praises.

These cumbersome procedures seemed to be the same no matter which sect it was. However, in the Jade Mirage Sect, the silence of the disciples below seemed to be the silence before a storm.

Finally, it was time for the final ceremony.

Zhi Chunqiu stood up, walked down with his hands behind his back, and said, “Now, the current Master of the Jade Mirage Sect is in critical condition. The evil man of the Bi Luo Mansion is so vicious that he used the demonic Qi as poison. There is no cure for the poison, so I’m afraid he won’t be able to survive for a few days. Sigh, I was ordered to do this at a critical moment, but the situation now can’t be delayed. Therefore, I’m willing to take the position of the Sect Master and I’m determined to turn the tide and save the Jade Mirage Sect from falling. I wonder if… anyone has any objections?”

His words were pure nonsense because there was no one, but just like pointing out a deer as a horse, he now wanted to see if those groups who had something against him would dare to jump out, and these thorns… He had plenty of time to slowly grind them down.

It would be a pity if he didn’t share the joy and pride in his heart with anyone.

However, Zhi Chunqiu waited for a long time, but no one spoke.

“You really don’t have any objections?” he asked regretfully.

“There’s something!” An elder suddenly stumbled over and knelt down, clearly agitated by something. “There’s an urgent matter to report!”

That Pine Palace Master knew with a single glance that it was someone from his side and berated, “Why can’t we talk about it after the ceremony is over?”

“Palace Master, Sect Master, the White Tiger has appeared!” the Elder gulped and said.

“What?”

“How is that possible?”

“Didn’t The White Tiger disappear for 1,000 years? ”

“That’s right. It’s rumored that the Saint took it away. Why is it now… Could it be that the Saint is involved?”

“What’s going on? First, the Sea Slashing Tower sent an emissary, and then the White Tiger appeared. This world… is really going to change.”

The hall was in an uproar.

“What happened?” Zhi Chunqiu’s pupils shrank. “What happened?”

“The White Tiger has appeared in the southwest of the Central Plains and is heading towards the Jade Mirage Sect…” the Elder quickly replied.

The White Tiger’s Master was here to kill.

This sentence flashed across Zhi Chunqiu’s mind, and for some reason, he suddenly had an ominous feeling. He said, “Why did The White Tiger come to the Jade Mirage sect?”

Just as the Elder was about to speak, his eyes suddenly widened and he was tongue-tied. “Sect, sect master…”

“Zhi Chunqiu, don’t worry about the White Tiger. You should take care of yourself first.” An old voice sounded.

Zhi Chunqiu turned around and saw Sheng’e, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, standing in the corner of the hall.

The old man was wearing simple clothes, but his face was ruddy and his eyes were sharp. He had a healthy appearance as he strode over with a flick of his horsetail whisk.

The thick aura of the crossing Calamity Ctage spread out and covered the entire hall.

Everyone present knew this Sect Master of Jade Mirage Sect very well.

The problem was… Why was he fine again?

The crowd was dumbfounded, and they discussed animatedly, but they consciously made way for him.

Sheng’e said loudly, “Zhi Chunqiu colluded with the evil of Bi Luo Mansion. Not only did he secretly harm me, but he also wanted to kill me. He framed Ling Hua and caused the death of more than 80 disciples. He even tried to take the position of the Sect Master of Jade Mirage Sect. His heart can be punished, but his sin can not be forgiven!”

“This is the evidence of his discussion with the Mansion Master of Bi Luo Mansion!” he took out a photostone and said.

He activated his spirit energy and the video started to play.

Then, a cold female voice was heard again. “The witnesses and evidence are all here. Zhi Chunqiu, what else do you have to say?”

Everyone looked over and saw a cold and beautiful Daoist nun in black pushing a man in black who was in a sorry state.

A pitch-black dagger wrapped in demonic Qi also fell to the ground.

“Isn’t that ‘Shadow Blade’ of Bi Luo Mansion? That’s a third-ranked assassin!”

“Ling Hua! She really didn’t die!”

“Fairy Ling Hua’s demeanor is still the same as before…”

Zhi Chunqiu’s expression changed drastically, and he stared at Sheng’e. “I didn’t expect…”

Sheng’e sighed in his heart, but on the surface, he sneered. “When you killed more than 80 disciples on the Spirit Transformation River, did you ever think that this day would come?”

Zhi Chunqiu turned around and shouted, “He has been possessed by the demon. What are you waiting for?!”

Immediately, the Scarlet Fire Palace Master was the first to respond. He gritted his teeth and said, “Didn’t you hear the Sect Master’s words? The demons are invading, attack!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the emissary from the Sword Pavilion beside him suddenly pulled out his long sword. On the pitch-black sword, flames burst out like a crack. In the void, red lotuses bloomed and the flames twisted into an arrow. Under the Scarlet Fire Palace master’s horrified gaze, it came crashing down.

The Scarlet Fire Palace Master watched as his disciples fell. Then, a sword light flashed in front of his eyes. He felt his vision tilt and lost consciousness.

“Palace Master!!!”

The remaining disciples of the Scarlet Fire Palace looked at the emissary of the Sword Pavilion in fear.

“You… You…”

The emissary of the Sword Pavilion waved his hand and the long sword flew over. He said leisurely, “There is only one Sect Master of Jade Mirage in my heart. She didn’t say anything. Aren’t you just talking nonsense with your eyes open? Since you don’t have a brain, there is no need for this side to exist.”